BlueCrystal

:huh: :tank: I'm all of these and none of these. I call myself BlueCrystal and most would say its a nickname, for me its a description. Like the Phoenix that rises from the flame, I rise up again in my life with a shattered soul, I'm many things and most of the facets that make me up are mis-matched, broken, and crashed but I'm nothing if not a survivor. The sun will alway rise and the birds will always be somewhere singing and I'm not ready to give up on the many many bits and pieces that which makes me the BlueCrystal.

My favorite and I rarely ever get it because it's so far away is Popeye's Chicken, they put KFC to shame and a malt for UDF is heavenly too.

Picard had to prohibit the serving of lobster on the Enterprise because Worf found it offensive to see everyone holding a lobster to their foreheads and doing very bad Klingon impersonations.

Just guess where Geordi has to hook Data up to recharge him. Now you know why Geordi's Data's best friend.

The original five year journey was not actually to explore and go where no man has gone before, unless it was to alien restrooms and Kirk's real job was to remove from the walls, 'For a good time call Trip'.

Sorry you had a bad day. :huh: At times things feel like they just get worse and you don't feel as though things can or will get better. In therapy once my counselor made me show her my arms and legs, she wanted to see if I was a cutter. A cutter is a person that makes self inflicted wounds to bleed out the pain and stress of their lives. It seems illogical but they do it all the same. I'm a crier, I just sob when I feel lost in sorrow and pain and I'm manic too so I may be up for several days before I fall asleep all cried out. I usually wake up a day or two later having little to no memory of my manic period. (I lose a lot of friends because they discover I'm not the person they know when I'm in my manic state. :( ) Depression is a hard disease and difficult to understand but each day you get up and work through it and just make the effect to survive it is a day closer to a cure or a hope of recovery at the very least.

:o Please don't give up don't let having a bad day ruin tomorrow. Yesturday has come and gone, wipe it away like the dust it's become and move on with a new hope and dream. In this world a lot can be said to you and done to you but I've learned in some cases you can control the situation or you can allow it to control you. Choose wisely. Peace be with you in your heart, mind, and soul. :o

Is it me or do they just pick boring black and white old really old movies to show the crew. I think I would of just stayed home and knitted a scarf or found other things to do than through the torment of movie night on the Enterprise. Just who the heck picks the movies? I hope we hear more from T'Pol the movie critic as I enjoyed her review of Frankenstein.

Spock because he reminded me of my childhood pet, a german shepard, I think it was the ear thing.

Space hippies and the chicks on Spock's Brain, no one could be that dumb but most often beautiful women were treated as brainless eye candy.

Have a great holiday. Here's to you. If you don't know what a spirit Daddy is I'll explain it the fathers that haven't any children of their own but work hard to be a good example to their neices, nephews, or their friends and co-workers children.

I have a great time here. I like reading the forums and sometimes being able to speak my mind. Quite different from real life at times.

Tomatoes. It seems always to be the hottest day in the summer and undoubtedly my sister and I would be made even more uncomfortable by us having our monthly visitor. I would swear even the walls in that old house would be sweating due to the heat. I hated tomatoes and beans. Thankfully my husband doesn't require of me to do our own canning although the church makes invitation to us to go to the apple cannery from time to time. I'm lucky my husband declines.

Well in my family the trait seems to be being 'Sterile'. My eldest brother and his wife is the only one that seem able to produce children. I'm one of seven siblings. No. 1 brother two children-a boy and a girl

No. 2 brother can't produce children due to having Epilepsy the drugs they gave him made him sterile over time.

No. 3 brother married a young woman that had to have a Hysterectomy years before they married. Adopted a son

No. 4 sister died two hours after she was born so no children

No. 5 sister sterile due to Endometriosis. Married and raising a step-son that was abandon by his nature mother.

No. 6 me, sterile due to Endometriosis. Married and shared in the raising of the sons by marriage.

No. 7 brother not married and doesn't want to either. Likes women but like momma's homecooking better. (Slightly delayed as he was a child of my mother's old age.)

I live in a small township in Ohio. Nothing much goes on around here but this year the cicadas hatched out after a 17 year sleep cycle. Cicadas are winged flying insects, they kind of look like a cigar butt with wings. The local newspaper has been publishing recipes in which they are the main ingredent. (Gross huh but folks are eating them here.) Anyway there was no one famous ever to come out of here but we do have two roller skating rinks and about seven funeral homes so in these parts I guess people are rollin' around waiting to die.

Oh one more thing I do get people telling me, my husband looks like Conway Twitty (when he was alive that is.) Some people come by to watch him cut the grass so they can say 'Yup, he looks like Conway.' That's about it.

As a Doggie *mother* I would say get a dog but remember they depend on you as a child would a parent and if your not ready for that responsibility volunteer at the local non-kill animal shelter. I adore my little doggie son. He's going to be 6 on his birthday on 13 September. (I'm planning his birthday party for the family and he may have a little party at doggie daycare.) When we found out that I'm sterile, I was heartbroken and my husband when out and brought me home our little Travis Spencer. I guess I'm one of those people that allows the love of a gentle little hairy creature to take my heartstrings. Crystal

I don't think I am but my husband is very anal. Things have to be done just so or he'll yell at me and insist I do things the right way/his way. I have my own check book and he balances it because he can't stand that I don't know where a penny is.

Benefit: No one tells you how to spend your money.

No one can tell you where you can or can not go.

No one can make you watch news that seems to repeat over and over again until you want to scream.

No one can sneak up behind you and goose you into a near heart attack.

No one can send the dog to find you when your taking a shower and have him jump into the tub with you.

Downside: No one to hold you when you cry.

No one to rejoice with.

No one to share a the cold or flu with.

No one to cuddle with in the middle of a cold winter's night.

No one to sing to when you're happy.

No one to make love with.

Could we just have Trip, Archer, and Phlox on the Girls Enterprise for our own amusement. And yes I'm being naughty.

Tranquil yes but I didn't make pot smoking legal on the Enterprise and there's nothing wrong with being mellow. Anyway as for shopping, I'm sure we'd hit the planetary mall curcuit, we have the Romulan Nuetral Zone why not the Mall Zone.

Oh, I think I would like a few mist machines throughout the Enterprise and perhaps some Zen music softly playing in the background and definitely wooden bamboo wind chimes. Soft muted colors, nothing loud or striking, we also must have lots of plants.

Fair style as my mother-in-law says as at most fairs they boil it in sugar water and serve it with butter and salt. Miss Deloris (a lady I use to work with) would make fried corn, but she passed away several years ago.

I am a very simple woman, I don't have a need or want for a mansion. I would want maybe 10 or 15 arces of land. The house I have now and on my land I would build a Doggie Daycare.

Your right TheUnicornHunter. Most likely I sleep through the episode only picking up the more wild things. It's ashame Trip didn't give it a try but then he'd get the reputation as to being a universial slut if he keeps bed hopping. He afterall got pregnant too by and alien.

Something like that, I went to the frig for a refill of green tea with honey and genseng and poured myself half a glass of milk before I realized I got the wrong container. It was very gross, but so is green tea but it's good for you.

Work? Gee what is that? I'll have to look into that term between scrubbing floors, laundry, walking my husband's prized birddog, being made to wash his car in semi-nudity as my husband insist that I wear a bikini top that is 3 times too small. Oh and shopping for food, not making eye contact with other males, also if by some chance I get stalked by one of them I have to prove I was a good girl and didn't encourage the stalker. I can also bring in the mail but mustn't read it, my husband was upset when he learned my parents sent me to school and actually educated me. My God to think I'm not a slave. That's nice to know.

But then in thinking about it, if I had to be enslaved by anyone I'm sure glad it's to the man I refer to as my husband.