Building the Liquor Cabinet

[Haphestus]

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Log #02A
18/9/819 A.S.
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So I've arrived at the DSE space station, its pretty hoopie. The cafeteria has billiards tables and a pool. I guess this is what going corporate is. Best part about it is that there's an open bar and it serves alcohol at any and all times. I'm still meeting people around the place. So far everyone seems nice although i think I'm a bit abrasive. Some of the security guards are Marines, I'm not going to say Ex-Marine. There's no such thing as a Ex-Marine. I'm going to have to get a pet project or something to work on, things are too perfect around here. No loose paneling or faulty systems for me to tinker on around here. I reckon i could have some fun via a bit of mischief. Maybe some paintball sniping. There's a spot up in the supports for the cafeteria/billiards/pool room that has a nice view over things and its over the pool so i can just dive bomb from there. I should get a hammock. Hammocks are comfortable.

As for everything else the office seems nice but i don't imagine i will be spending a lot of time behind it. I talked to Jo-Jo this morning and says things ain't the same without me. Same here it feels different but this is a new page in my life so i guess I'll get used to it. Not sure what to do with my dog tags. I haven't taken them off in eight years, now that i don't need them they have sorta become apart of my persona. Well I'm gonna go hit the pistol range, its quite therapeutic for me, Although i think the shrinks would have a fit if i told them that.

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