Let the good times roll

Posted on 27 Feb 2014 @ 8:10pm by Chief Warrant Officer 3 Amon Mormont

220 words; about a 1 minute read

Wow...computer. Head's swimming a bit. Might be the booze. I will blame it on that anyway. Shoreleave. Shoreleave was. Well. It was. Don't worry, I didn't do anything stupid. I try not to nowadays. Respectable. No, I just travelled. I went to Europe. I travelled there, old fashioned. No shuttles. Nice being away from it all. It felt good. But then again, it always feels good.

I spend a long time thinking about the Galileo. About the people more than the actual ship. We have been through some hard patches. Some rough, some plain evil. But we survived. So either we are stupid and lucky or talented and unlucky. I am still undecided.

Oh. Gabriel. See, I am looking forward to returning to duty, to see my mates. And that is what they are. Not just co-workers, but mates. Good mates and I would jump out an airlock for them if it meant something. Because it is what people do for each other when they love them. They do stupid stuff, or at least say it. I mean, I can say a lot of old rubbish when I want to. Or when I have...had a few. Which I had. A few.

Wow. I really am quite smashed. Not sure what was in that...that drink...

Computer, end log.

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