However, despite her 14 years, I am certain her only mission in her remaining years is to make me question my sanity.

My partner's partner,

Drives me crazy,

Whirlwind of need,

Driving in and driving out,

Driving me in, driving me out.

I don't know what to do about,

About this partner,

Breath in, breathe out,

Stick it out.

Edit: I'm pretty sure that I made a mistake here, in that I tried to use my main credentials to sign in and transfer, but I actually bought the lifetime on a different account. The likelihood that I confused myself with my paranoia is likely high.

At first, when I watched it, I thought it was absolutely ridiculous that Starfleet engineers built spark and flame generators into the Discovery's bridge, but thinking about it, given that you have inertial dampers and other things that minimize or completely eliminate the physical feeling you would receive from the ship receiving damage, having visceral feedback mechanisms that are not themselves all that inherently dangerous to give more physical cues to the ship taking damage actually makes sense. At least, that's my head canon I'm choosing to go with.

I dare you.

Is it now a Hollywood tradition to make really shitty movies set in Oahu?

Don't get me wrong, I did enjoy watching this movie but holy fuck is it bad. The premise is nonsensical, the jingoism is super over the top. Is this meant to be a satire?