Grelack's Journal (original) (raw)

Wednesday, November 23rd, 2005

2:48 pm

Traded my disruptor for a mop and bucket... *menial task after menial task*

*has been feeling forgotten on board this heap of scrap metal, just another face in the crowd, never did like being second best, it's hard to take*

*but better than nothing*

*isn't sure where the line between penance and torture blurred, isn't sure when choices became regrets*

*sure feels like a prison with this scratchy jumpsuit*

*has to give Quartermaster due credit, is a fair boss, doesn't seem to mind the pointed ears as much as he minds shoddy work, and shoddy work is never a problem*

*20 minutes to go, last task of the day, laundry room floor, got to remember to report that loose vent casing behind washer 4*

*and life goes on*

Current Mood: working

Monday, May 23rd, 2005

2:11 pm

Monday, March 7th, 2005

1:28 pm

I could lie to myself
And pretend that the day's getting clearer
But it's cold and it's grey
And it feels like it has been
For a year

Sky
I don't understand why you keep me so low
Try
To get out of my bed and get into my clothes...

Instead of me feeling so down
I'd like you to colour my ground
Try

I know I should be
Much more grateful
For what I've been given
But the holes in my shoes have a habit
Of letting the rain in

I moved
I fell down
Tired of me
I'm tired of same

Sky
I don't understand why you keep me so low
Try
To get out of my bed and get into my clothes...

Instead of me feeling so down
I'd like you to colour my ground
Try

Current Mood: pessimistic

Thursday, January 20th, 2005

7:19 pm

*is sleeping relatively comfortably in the Brig*

*there's a sudden jolt to the EX, whole room shakes, finds self launched out of the cot and onto the floor*

Uh-huh...

*holds on to the deck plates as the ship rocks again, sparks flying out of the door frame*

No, it can't be that easy.

*inspects the door, it's not blown open, but with a little work...*

*works for 20 minutes on the door mech, the EX is still under fire from...*

... from who? I need to find out what's going on. Maybe if I lend a hand, this Emperor will appreciate it.

*finally gets the door open and slips out into the corridor*

Current Mood: sneaky

Wednesday, December 29th, 2004

5:53 pm

Sunday, December 5th, 2004

8:05 pm

A Decision. It's time to bust you free, my friend You've suffered long enough Hell-bent, crazy, fucking lazy, Wishing I was young

Oh won't you take me from this sterile place? And travel me 'til I'm dead 'Cause years ago, I played this show, That's all I think of in my head

You're the wiser, you're the wiser one than me

I'm at a home for shattered lives and I gather Dust beyond my age And I'm sitting years and trimming fears Of life in the present day

You're the wiser, you're the wiser one than me

When I was young and oh so full of it Well people were talking I could hardly know

Time to bust your chains, alright, We got too far ahead The years I held so dear are over And I'm living here instead

I'm the wiser, I'm the wiser one than me

Current Mood: waiting

Wednesday, November 17th, 2004

1:44 pm

Monday, November 15th, 2004

12:58 am

Thursday, November 11th, 2004

10:26 pm

Wednesday, November 10th, 2004

12:00 pm

Tuesday, November 9th, 2004

9:20 pm

Sunday, November 7th, 2004

3:39 pm

Wednesday, October 20th, 2004

10:46 pm

Tuesday, October 19th, 2004

11:02 pm

Saturday, October 9th, 2004

5:17 pm

Wednesday, October 6th, 2004

1:00 pm

Monday, October 4th, 2004

3:05 pm