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  <title>Lt. David Corwin's Personal Logs</title>
  <subtitle>When you think about it, time is a meaningless concept.</subtitle>
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  <updated>2004-09-07T02:16:54Z</updated>
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    <title>What Is The Most Important Value You Can Pass On to Your Child?</title>
    <published>2004-09-07T02:16:54Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-07T02:16:54Z</updated>
    <content type="html">Well, I'm not entirely sure I'd want children - they terrify me, to be absolutely honest.&lt;br /&gt;But I thought about the question anyway, and I guess I'd say a strong sense of duty. Not necessarily loyalty, because things and people are always changing, and sometimes it becomes illogical to simply follow. &lt;br /&gt;A sense of duty is similar, yet ultimately more complete and practical than loyalty. It is loyalty to what you know is right. My sense of duty has occasionally been slow to catch up with me, but once I noticed what was happening and what I thought to be right was, I recognized my call to duty. I would like my kids to be able to do this, too - perhaps faster than me.&lt;br /&gt;On a related note, any child of mine would certainly be encouraged to read &lt;u&gt;A Brief History of Time&lt;/u&gt;.</content>
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    <title>"When you think about it, time is a meaningless concept."</title>
    <published>2004-09-06T21:43:43Z</published>
    <updated>2004-09-07T02:00:17Z</updated>
    <lj:music>the buzz of the lights</lj:music>
    <content type="html">&lt;i&gt;Corwin is pacing his quarters, occasionally tugging at his uniform and adjusting his C &amp; C bar. He has Babcom opened and is recording a personal log entry.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahem. Well. Personal log for Lt. David Corwin...today went as usual. I woke up at five, showered, went down to Mess at five-thirty. We were all, uh, talking normally until Zack brought up Commander Ivanova. You remember that one time she kind of asked me out? But then she didn't, right? Well, Zack was saying that maybe she actually did and that she, um, just wasn't really...well, I won't repeat what Zack said. We all know about that incident between him and his Securecam files of Lyta Alexander. I still don't think she's...ah, had the misfortune of finding out about that. &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my point is...or at least I think it is...um...well, there's a chance that she - the Commander, that is -  might like me, right? I guess that telepath she kind of liked is back on board, but that doesn't really mean anything, right? Right...so, er, yeah. I was just thinking about that before lunch, and maybe she was looking my way today. I mean, I guess she always looks at people when she's giving them orders, but maybe she looked at me a bit longer? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Corwin is about to end the entry when he suddenly changes his mind. He picks up his headset and turns it over in his hands. He looks painfully embarrassed and scratches the back of his head.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know. I don't want to ruin our professional relationship. I also don't want to end up spending four months' worth of my salary on roses she'll just give to Marcus Cole, again, either. Speaking of which, what about him? Maybe the Commander doesn't like guys with beards. I guess that would give me a point in her favour. Right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;His eyes pass over the Babcom and he realizes, with shame, the ridiculous nature of this entry. He shuffles his feet unevenly and sets down the headset.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, um, end recording.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;___________________________________________________________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;OOC: Hi, everyone! Mun for Shall Mayan here. I love dorky Corwin, so expect tonnes of entries like the one you just read (sorry!). If anyone sees the mun for Susan Ivanova, please let her know I'm here - I haven't been able to find a way of contacting her - she doesn't accept non-friends comments. Thanks!&lt;/i&gt;</content>
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