starflight:
arrr... wasted more fuel shooting @ veloxi & mechan 9 who turn hostile for no good reason. ok. i lied. only the mechan 9 were moody. i shot @ the veloxi cause i got sick of em demanding fuel each time i enter their space, even after i returned their f5ckin focusing stone. with my lv5 shields, i aint afraid of no insect scum. finally read a walkthrough cause i got sick of wasting so much expensive fuel(oh great , endurium costs 1500 per unit!) just wandering around in the wrong places. hmmm... still need to earn more $$$$$$ to buy expensive fuel to get to the places where the plot items are. this could still take a while. oh looky... the veloxi claim that they own the crystal orb(which i need to complete this game, so i can't give it to 'em, w/o getting stuck in limbo, waiting fopr the CP to destroy the sector). im so gonna waste fuel shooting them each time i see em.

shadowrun:
oh. they's an ork shaman merc inda the game. contemplate replacing ratman with her once i earn enuff to hire winston permanently. i now have fairly decent hacking skillz. word. still can't manage mid-level runs though. tried out the pistol with the most ammo but weak firepower. bleh. too weak. not worth conserving ammo for that gun. consider replacing winton's shotgun with a more economical "roomsweeper" shotgun. i gues i'll try completing this game w/o using much magic. they're too expensive to upgrade to the max and mostly weak. invisibility sounds useful, but it usually last only a few seconds. lame lame lame. do more boring low-level runs, mostly just to earn karma.

"the game": ha. a CD player is found @ one of the store. i had the blues playing over the sound system(instead of the f5ckin radio), n i feel alrite.


James Joyce once said, "There is no heresy or no philosophy which is so abhorrent to the church as a human being." But perhaps the great American lawyer Clarence Darrow put the
secularist argument best of all. "I don't believe in God," he said, "because I don't believe in Mother Goose."
- Bruce Sterling's blog.

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