Entry: six hundred nineteen.
I do realize that this log is public, and some of the comments I've gotten make me think that perhaps I am viewed as whining.
I'll be honest, I was a little bit, but not as much as I'm getting the impression that I have been. Largely, my goal is to provide an accurate recounting on what occurs wherever I am, but to completely accurate about it, I have to include the subjective as well as the objective. Facts may be facts, but without a subjective context they can be...lost in translation is perhaps the best way to put it. Without context, facts don't have an impact.
Am I wrong?
Shortly after my last entry, I managed to catch the trailing edge of the logistics train from LGK- to 1DH-. One kind and very capable carrier pilot took on three of my battlecruisers, my remaining Guardian, and six of my frigates, and shuttled them out to 1DH- for me. The insurance may or may not have been voided, Pend Insurance sends me notices all the time to re-insure ships they've already paid out for, so I don't honestly know without checking the ship logs myself.
All that remains in Stain, in terms of ships actually worth taking to 1DH-, are my Cyclone, and a Malediction I have yet to even assemble five jumps down the pipe in TG-. Hopefully soon, when things cool down in Catch, I and two corpmates will make the trip. Jumpbridges have been taken out everywhere, so worst case, we're looking at a thirty-six jump trip.
"It's thirty-six jumps to 1DH, we've got half a pack of cigarettes, it's dark, and I'm wearing sunglasses. Hit it!"
Computer: terminate recording.