waterproofbob
Junior Administrator
Due to the fact I've been ill for most of this week my sleeping pattern has gone all backwards so I was up at 5am this morning. I felt better so I had a bowl of crunchy nut deliciousness. I then thought I'd do some missions to pass the time.
So while doing a mission I suddenly get an urge to worship the porcelain altar of hmmm aren't cornflakes an interesting colour on the way back up. I try to warp out of fairly man sized battle before legging it to the loo, I figured I'd get back and find myself sitting in a station so I could log off and come back later.
No such luck!
I'd obviously not hit the button or was being warp scrambled or everyone fucking hates me, either way I was sitting in my pod next to a nice wreck that was once my beloved Raven Cornelius.
All in all not a great weekend for bob.
This is not a major issue as the old lad was fully insured and I've spent a bit of time buying a complete refit for the Raven to avoid this being a problem, I just wanted to rant a bit as I now feel like death and to make it all the sweeter I now have to spend the next 100 million preparing for the worst case scenario all over again.
The real kicker is of course now I've been sick I'm going to spend the next hour feeling a whole load better before my body remembers it fucking hates me.
So while doing a mission I suddenly get an urge to worship the porcelain altar of hmmm aren't cornflakes an interesting colour on the way back up. I try to warp out of fairly man sized battle before legging it to the loo, I figured I'd get back and find myself sitting in a station so I could log off and come back later.
No such luck!
I'd obviously not hit the button or was being warp scrambled or everyone fucking hates me, either way I was sitting in my pod next to a nice wreck that was once my beloved Raven Cornelius.
All in all not a great weekend for bob.
This is not a major issue as the old lad was fully insured and I've spent a bit of time buying a complete refit for the Raven to avoid this being a problem, I just wanted to rant a bit as I now feel like death and to make it all the sweeter I now have to spend the next 100 million preparing for the worst case scenario all over again.
The real kicker is of course now I've been sick I'm going to spend the next hour feeling a whole load better before my body remembers it fucking hates me.
