I realize that my time is infinite and therefore you have no respect for it, but my patience is not. If you don't want me taking the two (or maybe three) of you and dropping you into an abandoned reality to work things out for yourselves or else spend eternity stuck with each other, you should avoid coming into *my* livejournal and whining about your idiotic relationship problems.

Paris, you're the one who decided to date a Klingon. Don't whine at me when she's temperamental, overly emotional, and idiotic. It's in her species' nature. (And yes, I am aware she is half-human. Sadly it appears to be recessive.)

Torres, if you can't get over the fact that your mate is not, in fact, joined to you at the hip and might actually occasionally have an interest that doesn't involve having sex with you, you need a doormat, not a human. However, never fear, I'm not letting any of you anywhere near my kid at the age he is right now, mostly because he hasn't gotten over thinking mortals without powers are nifty toys. What my or his future self may do, I choose not to know, because life is boring enough without knowing your personal future.

Kim, I applaud your sanity and sense of self-preservation in romantic matters if nothing else. Avoiding dating Torres was probably as brilliant an idea as turning down Seven when she was about half a week out of being Borg. Too bad this sense of self-preservation doesn't extend to your professional life.
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