Years and years and years ago I lived in a little bungalow in Catch.  I spent most of the time ratting and mining but would sometimes just zip around to explore or shuttle to/from trade hubs.  I wish I could remember what I was doing exactly on May 26 of 2013, but what ever it was, it involved me being in a little frigate with no protection and no offensive capabilities.  That day, I was murdered.  I was murdered by someone I’d been noticing in the region for days (maybe weeks, I’m not sure; my memory is shit).

I never gave much thought on this incident as living in null-space means you’ll be murdered sooner or later.  But I’d had this moment relived for me via video capture and had a bit of a laugh over it recently.

That gentleman, that murderer, was none other than my ex-husband.  Fun!


That little story doesn’t mean much to anyone other than myself, but I just had to share it.

He came to visit my new family over the past couple weeks and shared that piece of history with me.  I thought it was fun.

I haven’t posted in forever.


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