Last night we watched a lot of movies including The trouble with Tribbles. My mom has a stuffed animal version. The Klingons’ appearances have really changed. They used to look like fierce people with beards; now they look like mutilated humans dipped in mud. (Isn’t it odd that the name of their home planet is the password to Syndrome’s computer in the Incredibles, okay, random, off-topic.)
I got a new role-play character, instead of Oma, the ever annoying and very skilled fairy, and Emerald the nymph-human-elf, I am Dawn….the elf. Very anticlimactic; don’t you think?