SPACE DATE 2236.200 Sweet dreams, Powellywog.
And this couldn't have come at a worse time! I've got this sweet vacation lined up that I've sooo friggin' earned, and if I have postpone it to do some soul-crushing paperwork, I swear I'll resign my commission!
Luckily, technology has saved me again! Dr. Rena tells me that the simulations that the Mind Probe can create are now admissible for Officer Evaluations. I figure all I have to do is run Powell through a simple simulation or two, and Pow! Evaluation complete!
I've told him to skip his lunch hour today (even though he says he's pretty hungry), and report to Dr. Rena's lab for some routine tests. Once he gets there, the Doctor will sedate him and hook him up to a telescreen so that we can view the psychopathic (the manual's words, not mine) simulations as they happen. Luckily, Rena's so keen on watching Powell's simulation that she didn't even give me any malarkey about testing Powell without his knowledge or consent.