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The Illiterate Librarian

No good can come of reading or learning.

I grew up in the Land of Oz, but there comes a time in a girl's life when the Emerald City just isn't enough. Long story, but I ended up a long time ago, in a galaxy far, far away where I spent a few years busing tables at the restaurant at the end of the universe. Not a bad place to work, and I saved up enough to buy my first time machine, a used 1981 DeLorean with a 6-cylinder engine. The thing held out until just after I started my first real job; bar tender on the Enterprise-D. Sold it for scrap to a fellow named Davros for a barrel of pickled fish and a monkey. We've all been living happily together in a yellow submarine ever since.