It's been a while since I wrote a log entry or went on an exploration trip or hell since I've even been in a cockpit. Yeah, I know, I've been slacking but hey sometimes you just get caught up in life. Well I'm back now, it was that new ship Zorgon Peterson built, the Mandalay that got me back in space and oh boy is it good, I made a nice bit of money on a trip with it, enough to more than justify it. That trip didn't last long though, I got called back to the bubble by a friend, he's got me doin' merc work, there's good money in that too, it's not my preference but where there's money to be made I'm never too far. But right now I'm hauling goods back and forth in my Type-9, nothin' major but I'm not doin' too shaby, I guess I'm a real jack of all trades. I'd really rather be out there in the great nowhere, on the other side of the galaxy but as long as I have commitments in the bubble I suppose I'm stuck here but sooner or later, I'll get out of here and be back where I belong, nowhere.