I decided to make a list of the people I care about. I donno why I decided to do this all of a sudden, but it seems like a nice enough way to spend a few minutes, neh?

So! Here we go, in no particular order I present:

Exis’ Love List!

I love Uncle Ghanty cause he gave me sweets when I was a smeet and he was the very first person ever to show me any kindness
I love Honey-Bin because she’s no-nonsense, fair, and likes my cactus beer
I love Vermy-pie, because he’s a great leader, a good friend, and really, really cute
I love Sockums, causes he’s the most talented pilot I’ve ever known, selfless, modest, and my dearest friend on Veloxis
I love Naidy-bug (even though I haven’t seen her in forever) cause she’s just so adorable
I love Mothy cause he’s huuuuuuge, and sweet, and likes my booze, and brings me gifts, and he’s huuuuuuuuuge!
I love Roxx because he’s charming, intelligent, confident, fair, kind, has a heart-melting smile, and he’s one of the hottest pieces of Irken ass that I’ve seen in years
I love Rakie-baby because he’s such a troublesome bastard (Seriously! That boy is constantly getting into trouble, in fact I’m pretty sure he’s in some scrap or another as I write this.)
I love Khalil cause he’s creative, sweet, and I wonder what color his eyes are?
I love Michael because he’s my bestest (and only) penpal friend ever

So much has been happening lately! It’s so different from the dull, tragic life that I used to live when Master Xerky was still around. Not that I’m complaining – I love my new life on Veloixs. …Er, even when I’m not actually on Veloixs.

( Vermy-pie sent Sockums on a mission to gather materials from an old Irken outpost and he sent me along to help as part of my punishment for crippling a fellow Irken. )

Sigh… I hope we can get Ghanty’s ship fixed and get him on the move soon. I want to hurry up and get this mission over with and return home to Veloixs. I wonder how Roxx is doing with my plants? …And with his trainees. XD From what I gather those guys can be a real handful. Poor Roxx! <3 I miss him so much… I can’t wait to get home and start my self-defense training.

I hope everyone else is doing alright too. I hadn’t seen Rakis for a while before we left. I hope he’s staying out of trouble. Then again, even though I’ve only met him a few times, I get the feeling that he’s the type that trouble just seems to chase around. I wonder if Mothy will be back by the time we get home? I wonder if he got me anything? <3 That big lug better get home soon, if he stays away too long my antennae might twist into knots from worry. I hope Bin is alright too… She’s probably holed herself up in the bar, hip deep in that swill they try to pass off as booze in there. If and when I ever get to open up a REAL bar on Veloixs, I’m going to make sure she always gets the special VIP treatment.

And I wonder how my penpal Michael is doing? I haven’t heard from him since that reply message he sent me. The signal is pretty weak on this planet, but that might help disguise our location…

How a day that starts so nicely turn into such a horrible, horrible mess? After I met up with Roxx and he agreed to meet me on a daily basis to help me water my plants, I thought that there wasn’t any way that the day could get any more perfect. I never stopped to think that there was one major way that it could get a hell of a lot worse.

Its just my luck that one of the few Irken clients I had back when I was working on Kharna is actually here on Veloixs. He caught me on my way to the mess hall and tried to -- Tried to do something that I don’t even want to think about. Though I think whatever he wanted to do to me would have been much better then what I did to him.

(  I ripped out his eyes. I’m so revolted by myself. How could I do that to a fellow Irken?? First Master Xerxes, and now this guy…  )

Maybe it’s best if I leave Veloixs altogether… Less Irkens to maim or kill if I’m floating around alone in space. If only I had the strength and courage to leave – I don’t think I’d have the will to live at all if I was alone again.

… I have that old human song ‘Ukulele Lady’ stuck in my head now for some reason.

( Anyway, the barracks are complete! Sockums helped me make the drop by piloting my ship, and afterwards we went for a spin. Literally! I didn’t even know the Old Junker had it in her, but Sockums handled her like a dream! We did hard banks, barrel rolls, and I think he even pulled off some combat maneuvers. It was so~ awesome! )

Rakis actually behaved himself while he was visiting my ship. I guess he got into a fight with Moth before and learned a lesson about messing with the Big Guy. Heh! Can’t say I blame him. I certainly wouldn’t want to mess with Moth. Although I think I’d be more afraid of Mothy just sitting on me more then I’m afraid that he’d actually hurt me. Raki-baby got a little mopey right before he left, just like the last time we met. I wonder if that’s going to be a pattern with him?

I think Rakis and Socks are both in some serious need of some four-armed hug therapy.

I need to start updating this thing more often – so much is happening between entries!

( …When we last left our beautiful heroine she had teamed up with her new sidekick Binny and had received an urgent missive from the handsome Prince Vermy-pie of Irken Command, urging the stalwart crew of the Old Junker home to the super secret plant of Veloixs…! )

So much has happened lately that I find that I hardly have any time to sit down and record my journal entries. Not too long ago I finally ran into a satellite station where I not only got supplies, parts and directions, but a new companion as well!

( Her name is Bin, and she is an Irken technician of no small skill. )

I keep thinking that all this has just been a dream, and I’m going to wake up and find that Master Xerky is still alive and I’m still just a slave. The thought scares the hell out of me. Now that I know that there’s more to life then just being someone’s punching bag, I don’t know if I could handle having to live like that again.

Nothing new to report. I'm still totally lost...

Oh, but my Dhaoonian sugar roses finally bloomed. I guess all they needed was some decent UV lighting for a while - which I was never able to give them since Master Xerky seriously disapproved of my little gardening hobby. As if it isn't hard enough to grow plants on a ship, having to hide them constantly was a real pain in the ass. Anyway, now that my roses have bloomed I won't have to worry about running out of rations for a while longer. I wonder if anyone realizes that those high-energy Dahoon Sweet Chips that the whole universe is so crazy over are really just dried sugar rose petals?

Now if only my Vortian maltcacti would hurry up and mature. I could spend an evening parked in front of the vidscreen with chips and beer. ...Provided the vidscreen still works of course.

One would think that Master Xerky would have kept at least one map or navigation file on this ship somewhere. I’d like to think that maybe there is a map on this ship and my master has just hidden it somewhere, but as loopy as he was I wouldn’t be surprised if we’ve been flying around for the last twenty years without one. Still, even without a map I’m bound to find something soon. Space may be infinitely big, but it’s also filled with an infinite amount of stuff as well.

I’m not entirely sure what I’ll do when I do find something though. If I’m lucky I’ll run into someone that isn’t too anti-Irken and get the coordinates to the closest planet or station where I can get some maintenance and supplies. Chances are I’ll run into something that wants to put the kibosh on me and I probably won’t be able to deal with it the same way I’m used to doing – running away. This poor ship probably couldn’t handle it anymore. I might have to stand and fight, suicidal as it might be. And right about now I’m if wondering if going down fighting isn’t better then stewing in my own guilt and uncertainty.

Well, no use pulling my antennae out about it. Whatever happens will happen and I’ll just deal with it when it does. Until then I’d better concentrate on just keeping this Old Junker running.