The word of the day is destitute, which means being so poor that you ain't got nothing no more.
I am currently unemployed, which explains how much time I'm able to be in Eve and write about it.
However, I just received a job offer that would start on Jan 28th. So hooray! But there is a catch, the job is 500km away. And since we don't have warp drives on Earth, that is a bit too far to travel every morning. So I'm relocating, and there'll definitely be a few days' lull in the blog while I'm getting my shit together, but RagnaR will remedy that...or be tossed out of an airlock.
I might have mobile internet up and running quickly, and might be able to continue enjoying the bliss that is Eve, but I may just have to live in a log cabin with no internet at all and survive by eating rats (no, not space-rats, actual rats, although they are also NPCs by human standards).
The most probable scenario is that I will have some kind of stop-gap in the form of mobile internet, and as a reader you'll barely notice a change. But just in case, prepare for the worst, that way you can only get happily surprised.
Damn, Eve is warping my mind. I'm apartment hunting and think to myself "hmmm...yes, I could afford to buy a 100 000 € apartment and probably jack up the price a bit on resale"...What the fuck am I thinking? It's for 8 months! and euros are not ISK!
Here's hoping for a bright future for everyone involved! o7
Euros are not ISK.. Yet!
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