On the bright side, the view from the port-side windows is stunning. It’s almost enough to make you forget that the life support system is making a sound like a dying harmonica.
Solar Cycle 4,922 (or Tuesday, depending on which janitor you ask) Location: Somewhere past the Moon, currently drifting toward "Inexplicable Doom" Yeah, so things haven't exactly gone to plan. Again.
Still mostly metal, though the D&G wing recently decided to undergo a spontaneous thermal meltdown.
The absolute highlight of the week? We accidentally hit the ship behind us with what can only be described as a "windshield-full of human goo." If there were a leaderboard for the biggest eff-ups in the fleet, I’d be winning. At least the Oz 9 made it past launch, which—given the state of the other ships—is practically a miracle.
If you meant the Eating Disorder Registered Dietitian or the International Dating Expert , just let me know and I can pivot the style!