Between the good and bad, that's where you'll find me, Reaching for Heaven

I feel like I'm spamming you guys for prayers about silly things, but this one could be costly: Turns out there's a very bad bug in the new EvE Online patch, that can mess up the boot files on your computer. Since my Internet connection is largely my means of contact with most of the people I really trust, I'd be in a tight place if something happened to it and I needed to call someone in to repair it. So, I'm asking for you to pray that my comp is all right and, if there turns out to be a problem, that I have the strength to keep my wits about me. Thanks in advance and I appreciate all of you.

I think I might just stick to MxO after this...

"Patch days and maintenance downtime are hell". Just had to hurry off EvE Online, since the server is going down for maintenance. Hopefully that will correct the login ditheriness that's been happening lately. I was running around New Eden, trying to collect fittings for my destroyer, since we've currently had some corp declare war on us, out of the blue: most likely some 12 year olds with nothing better to do than pick corporation names out of a hat and decide to declare war on them. This is nerve-wracking to say the least, since I've been trying to save up ISK (in-game currency) buy a game time code, since my finances have been cut to the marrow, thus I've had to buy a new fighter ship and new fittings and I won't be able to get much mining in since we're supposed to be sticking close to station, in case any troublemakers find us out asteroid mining. There goes a good piece of my nest-egg. Life is imitating my online gaming in more ways than I care for right now...

Now it looks like I might have to go on Mass. Health, the state's subsidized health care for low-income people. Turns out the funding to Catholic Charities got cut and they won't be able to offer counselling to non-insured people. Not that I want to, since I've had enough with bureaucratic nonsense to last me a lifetime -- thank you very much, Social Security and Mass. Rehab.

Why is it that the people who have harder lives due to disabilities have to have everything else made even more challenging by these bureaucratic hoops that the so-called normal people have to make us jump through?! I'm tempted to make them jump through a few myself, but I don't want to stoop to their level.

:: Realises she's been making liberal use of the "Welcome to my Life" icon...::

Back to the EvE of War... I've been liberally quoting the line, "What if they threw a war and nobody showed up?" since so far, the war declare-ers have not shown their faces anywhere near our home base, and they haven't even been online, either.

Dawned on me that I haven't posted much about my misadventures in EvE Online. While the game may not have captured my mind and heart the way MxO did (and still does, to some extent), I still manage to have a lot of crazy fun with it. Like last night, for instance: there's an gadget which you can use to salvage parts from enemy (NPC or PC) ships that you or someone else has shot to bits, to sell for surprisingly good money. Reminds me a lot of my dad and his old hobby of salvaging parts off old cars in junkyards.

Well, last night, I was running kill missions and salvaging away to my heart's content, when I somehow got my ship stuck inside a huge piece of debris. Couldn't get out for the life of me. Tried Anubis's suggestion of shooting my way out, and that didn't work, either. So I ended up having to post a petition... lo and behold, I was unstuck in about three minutes. One thing I like about EvE is the prompt customer service.

Also, I have a good time chuckling at the preposterous looking ships we have: my own ship looks so much like a hair drier that I named it "the Hair Drier". As my crazy friend "the Norseman" says, "That's definately a chick ship." Then just last night, I was warping out of a space station when someone zipped past me in what looked like a smushed red and blue Hot Wheels car. I kid you not!