1/2 of the Teen Brigade!
Registered: Nov 2002
Location: Wherever your imagination takes you...
Sam riffled through the paper. She'd had a hard day and needed therapy. Ah,
the problems page. Sam smiled wistfully. Her kind of problems would never be
on this kind of page. She imagined the letter:
I work for a top-secret government agency and I go through wormholes for a
living. I'm in love with my commanding officer, my best friend is on a
higher plane of existence, my other team mates are aliens and I'm depressed.
What shall I do?
Major S. Carter
PS: I'm having trouble with the naquada reactor and I'm working on a
She laughed. That would be a sight for sore eyes. She pondered what other
people might write...
I am an alien to this world and my learning rate is accelerated. I am
constantly trying to impress my leader, but his sarcastic comments are
putting me off. I am useless at anything hands-on, but very good at stuff
like plans and cultures. How can I use my skills to impress my superior?
PS: Since I moved to the SGC, I have become confused at the superstitious
sayings, like 'crossing your fingers.'
I am a colonel who hates Russians. My best friend ascended a while back and
since then, I have rejected replacing him, but recently I was told to pick
someone or have a Russian operative on the team. I had to pick a guy who is
a lot like my friend, but in another way, very different. I feel.annoyed.
Not at him, but at myself. But he does bug me slightly because he is a
replacement for my best friend. No one can fill that gap.
Colonel J. O'Neill
PS: I keep missing the Simpsons when I go off world! It matters to me!
I am a traitor to a false god. I now work for the Tauri and the Jaffa
rebellion group. My wife is dead because of her stubbornness. My friend is a
big glowing squid-like organism. I am in deep worry when I emerge from
Kelnor'eem. What can I do?
Bovine Revolutionary No. 23 || Gater || Serious Manic || Amateur Agony Aunt || Love child of Legolas and Venus
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