Captains Log, right now it is ... ah screw that, doesn't sound right. Sooooo, this is CMDR Krapotke, currently I'm poking around the bubble with my trusty Torvalds. Ah, for others it might be better to restate it that way: Flying with my Anaconda, registration TOR-08 to my name.

Started logging because of some pirate asshole who ambushed me. Made me realize that it would be pretty shitty to have nothing but boring charts on my blackbox. I'm no number combined with a flightpath, screw that. When someone scavenges my wreckage they should be at least able to know what those chuncks of metal (with a bit of organic matter mixed in) acomplished. Also the Fuel Scoop is pretty slow right now, right now it is under maintenance. But I don't think it will get better. I should just get a new one at the next best dock where I have some discount-vouchers.

So what is to come? Will pick up a mate of mine later. He has been with both feet on solid earth for a bit longer, so he doesn't want to get on the first flight alone. He'll be my XO for a small ore-run I have been contracted for. Well, XO is a bit of an overstatement, he'll take my Co-Pilot-Seat and might take the fighter for a spin. My usual employee will be having some well-deserved holiday today, so no awkward sitting around for the third one. Not really big into turrets I gotta admit, I like to have the hardpoints in my own control. And that guy, let's say he isn't really qualified for an engine-room assignment.

After that I might change course a bit. Taking jobs pays the bills, but I don't have to many of them. So I can fly into the void on my own time, practically holiday. Hey, I even might find a nice unknown corner on a planet where I could retire at some point without anybody bothering me. Gotta phone the techs to polish up the Nautilus again.