Scanning through all of your self-pitying entries now, it occurs to me that I should probably be thanking my body for picking the ideal time for my first Barge coma. Far better to be unconscious than spend yet another port watching you ineffectually fall to pieces.
[LOL not really. She's freaked out by the idea that she can spontaneously fall unconscious and not wake up for days. Barge comas were supposed to be one of those things that didn't apply to her.]
I think I see enough of that from you people even on the slowest days, after all.
[Private to Sarah]
Let me borrow a pair of scissors. I need to cut my hair.
[Shockingly enough, and perhaps for the first time, there isn't an ulterior motive behind this request. She just wants to cut her own hair.]
Ten minutes, tops--and before you ask, no. I'm not making shit up to get my hands on a sharp implement.
[Private to Rex]
I just listened to your latest entry. How are you, really?
[Amanda doesn't buy what you're selling, Rex.]
And don't try to bullshit me.
[LOL not really. She's freaked out by the idea that she can spontaneously fall unconscious and not wake up for days. Barge comas were supposed to be one of those things that didn't apply to her.]
I think I see enough of that from you people even on the slowest days, after all.
[Private to Sarah]
Let me borrow a pair of scissors. I need to cut my hair.
[Shockingly enough, and perhaps for the first time, there isn't an ulterior motive behind this request. She just wants to cut her own hair.]
Ten minutes, tops--and before you ask, no. I'm not making shit up to get my hands on a sharp implement.
[Private to Rex]
I just listened to your latest entry. How are you, really?
[Amanda doesn't buy what you're selling, Rex.]
And don't try to bullshit me.