Feed a fever. Starve a cold. Drown a problem.
Speed Racer
I miss the Renegade, I thought to myself, as we inched through space.
Inched was a relative term, and I had quickly come to remember how much I detested civilian class vessels. It had been a long time since I had worked with a private corporation, and it was proving tiresome already.
My primary responsibility was to identify, redefine and implement every process within the corporation, from accounting to project management, to pilot training, and everything in between. Continue reading
When Technology Fails
PERSONAL LOG
AMAMAKE SYSTEM
HEIMATAR REGION
I’ve been part of DV501 for nearly three years now. It’s a well paying gig, and the work isn’t that bad. The guys enjoy ribbing me, as I am still the new guy, but all in all, they’re pretty solid; there when you need them most. Continue reading
Roc’s Rule #369
A boring date means boring sex, but hey, sex is sex.
After Hours: Vol. 1 Anthems
Well one good thing about being unemployed for the last four months is that it has given me the time to learn many things I have wanted to learn over the last several years. I believe that even as immortals, it is imperative for us to continue to grow. If we look to nature, we will see there are only two states that exist, growth and decay. Things never stay the same naturally. That is something we inflict upon our sphere of influence as humans. Continue reading
Arnarhvoll
OOC News
“Reykjavik, I am in you.”
Come March 19th, those will be the words I utter.
Exciting news, I’m going to Fanfest 2012. Continue reading
Crabby Joe’s
As many of you know, I am a man of varied tastes. I eat a lot of food, and therefore, enjoy food; the healthier the better of course. I also enjoy women of varying tastes; the healthier the better of course, and take it upon myself to enjoy the company of a fine lady every Friday evening. Continue reading
Back in the Saddle
“Welcome aboard.” the HR Manager smiled at me, extending her hand. I smiled and returned the gesture, my eyes never leaving hers. She was short, even shorter than I, her dark brown eyes holding a genuine passion and love for what she did. Her smile was sincere and infectious, and I found myself content in the choice of employment I had made. Continue reading
In the Black
One of the nice things about being an Empyrean is having access to the highest levels of medical care available in New Eden. Even still, as was common across all the Empires, there was always a wait, and I hated waiting.
I sat in the waiting area, looking at the other pod pilots, listening to a muzak version of “A Jita Welcome”, which really sounded awful to me, but I suppose was flattering to already be redone as a soothing piece to pass the time. Continue reading
Roc’s Rule #368
Always walk as though you’re wearing a cape.
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