I was the first female captain to walk onto the bridge of a starship and issue the signature command, “Engage.” I was also the first captain to have more than seven hairdos within a season, a corset sewn into her space suit, and a bra that resembled an alien species. I was puffed and shorn and stuffed and lit and scrutinized by every executive on the lot. I was criticized and cajoled, alternatively patronized and petted. It’s as if they had all gone out of their way to find this exotic animal who could, in fact, walk and talk and act at the same time, and yet when she appeared on deck, they were stunned to discover that under that feline coat was, God help us, a feline.
#bookoftheday, with #cake.
"The Influence of Captain Janeway" by Kate Mulgrew (Foreward to Homer Simpson Marches on Washington: Dissent through American Popular Culture, 2010)
I see a great, unfinished painting. The universe is a blank canvas waiting for colour to happen, waiting for us to transform it into art, patiently, carefully, and create something beautiful and immortal.
you learnt the word “miscellaneous” from the sims and don’t even lie
No, I learned how to spell it from the same place I learned how to spell learned;
GET OFF YOUR HIGH FUCKING EMBOLDENED AND ITALICIZED HORSE LEARNT IS FUCKING BRITISH ENGLISH
the best arguments start with “GET OFF YOUR HIGH FUCKING EMBOLDENED AND ITALICIZED HORSE”
god bless the brits
The Boyfriend bought me a new “I am #groot” #mug!