I Am Uhura
Ugh. Today is going to be a looooong day. My workmate/soulmate is out on a photoshoot today, all day, so I don't have anyone here who will entertain me or be naughty and make me laugh.
Do you have one of those friends at work? The one who knows exactly what kind of crazy email to send you that will make you snort coffee out of your nose, or make you laugh so hard that you cry and ruin your makeup? That person who certainly helps make the work day a bit brighter?
My workmate/soulmate and I share the same demented sense of humor and crazy love of classic films. We both have the hots for Edward G. Robinson, James Cagney and Jean Harlow. He is much more of a Bogart expert than I am, but I am helping him with his noir education, particularly in the Richard Widmark area.
And I did give him Sea Monkeys last year for Christmas (and they are still alive, surprisingly). That shows how much I care about him, even though he did kill the first batch.
Yesterday, we discovered that we both have a huge nerdy affectation for the original Star Trek series. Here we were, just sitting in our own little worlds, not realizing that we had yet another thing in common.
We have decided that he is Kirk. At first, I thought I might be Bones, or Scotty. But then we realized that I am definitely Lt. Uhura.
And then he emailed me this, which made me choke on my Snapple.

And when I had recovered, he sent me this, having Photoshopped one of our fellow naughty ones into Yeoman Rand:

See, you'd love him too, right?
A lonely day.
*sigh*
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ps. And of course, I would have to include that incredibly naughty Star Trek youtube video that makes me howl, but again, if you watch it and you're offended, I warned you.
