Log Entry 120902.04

When you think of turbo lift maintenance, what do you think of?

Lateral controls and stabilisers, inertial dampeners, magnetic clamps, voice interface--that sort of thing? Yes, that's what I think of too, so what did I do?

I fitted the carpet!

Log Entry 120902.03

Yes!!! I'm off the night watch!

Apparently, my handling of the Belinian Spider Moth did not go unnoticed. (I didn't like to tell anyone that my first instinct was to swot it!) As a result of this, I have been given new duties. Okay, so it's not very glamorous, but I'm now part of the Maintenance Team which means... I get to meet people! At last.

The down side is that having been starved of company for so long, I'm in danger of being little more than a gibbering idiot. The fact I'm so excited doesn't help either, but I've just got to keep it together and not babble. So, where am I off to now? I'm fixing one of the turbo lifts with an Ensign from Engineering. I suspect he/she will let me do little more than carry the toolbox, but it's a start!

Log Entry 120901.02

Well, I've been on the Drakonia for a month now, but it's been a bit of a lonely existence so far. The night watch is very quiet at the moment, but that just means we aren't being invaded or attacked, which is a good thing. I did find the most enormous Belinian Spider Moth in the cargo bay last week though. Freaked me out something rotten! It's not that I'm frightened of insects, but these things are over a foot long with a proboscis of over a meter. I think it got shipped out to some zoological breeding program. Apparently, they're quite rare. Good job I didn't just swot it as per my first instinct!

Food's not bad. I've been trying the different dishes in the replicator. My only criteria has been that it mustn't be moving when it arrives. Quite like the Klingon coffee but daren't admit that I put half a teaspoon of sugar in it.

Not met the Captain yet although I have passed him in the corridor a couple of times. I'm thinking I really must make the effort and get out during 'daylight' hours and socialise a bit.

Well, duty calls. Another nightshift, another gold-pressed latinum.