Stanton's Personal Log:

Personal Log. Stardate 2407.03.04.

Have arrived at Champlain ahead of schedule. The shuttle trip was boring, once I read everything there was to read about the specs of the Chaplain there was nothing more to do except wait to get there.

Things seemed pretty hectic when I boarded. Everyone is rushing about as if something big is up but I’m too tired to find out what. I’m going to get a few hours sleep and when I wake up I’ll ask around and find out what the big deal is.

It’s probably some useless Admiral coming on board in order to waste everyone’s time with inspections and speeches.

End Log.

Personal Log. Stardate 2407.03.05.

Well the Champlain has certainly turned out to be rather exciting compared to the com station. Less than 24 hours on board and I’ve already helmed the ship through a battle, my first. We trounced the USS Wyvern and left them licking their wounds. I was a little concerned about it at first but we got lucky and it was only a standard Nebula class starship.

We’re lucky it was not one of those new upgraded Nebula designs that were proposed a couple of years ago by those two cadets that were a year behind me at the Academy. What were there names? Nagumo and…MacDonald…McDonough…Mac something anyway. Never let an engineer and tactical officer work together. The Tac person will dream up the ultimate nightmare that you will ever have to face in combat and the engineer will figure out a way to make it work. The two updated Nebula designs that those two came up with were just plain scary.

Anyway, somehow in less than 24 hours I went from a dead end posting, waiting for the moment when I was discharged from Starfleet to a decorated Helm officer on board a Galaxy Class battlewagon. That’s right decorated! I received a Captains Commendation!

Sometimes life can just be damned confusing. Down and out one minute and on top of the world the next minute. It makes me a little paranoid really. What’s going to happen next?

End Log.