I am experiencing an inability to log in.
That’s what I’m experiencing.
What are you experiencing today?
This morning I woke up at 7, cooked two rashers of bacon and an two eggs each for my wife and I, made coffee then walked in my dressing gown down the long and windy garden path to my vegetable patch to check everything was ok.
I noticed that some of my courgettes were looking a little worse for wear, so I grabbed the nearest watering can and gave them a nice drink. I sat on the little hand-made bench I recently constructed using limbs from an ornamental cherry we pruned a few weeks ago and smiled happily as a robin emerged from the hedge with her recently fledged chick. It was very friendly and came to sit on the bench beside me whilst the mother whistled ignored warnings from the safety of my shed roof.
When I got back to the house my children were awake and greeted me moodily. They aren’t at their best in the morning, but they’re good kids and I’m just happy that they’re safe and healthy. I sat and watched them eat their breakfast of some ungodly cereal which clearly doesn’t use natural colourings and then retired to my study for a little Eve time.
I dropped into a C3 within a few minutes with no structures, lots of sigs and scanned it out. After a short space of time an Astero alighted on one of the relic sites. I warped in, decloaked, took a sip of coffee and scrammed it, launching all five of my beautiful green goblin children and directing them to remove the armor of the offending ship.
It was a good fight. She was similarly fit but after a few minutes of wearing each other down I emerged the victor and did the right thing in sending her consciousness back to wherever she’d come from. The drop was poor, but the content was rich and I knew she’d feel the same way. Two evenly matched pilots with only their wits and smarts between them battling it out in the cold reaches if uncharted space. What else is better in life, except chocolate eclairs?
I sent a private message thanking her for a good fight, thinking she hadn’t had a chance to do so before I podded her and also, of course, because nobody should be talking in local there. Within a few minutes I received a notification of a response. A smile spread across my face and warmth flooded my heart as the expectation of an equally gracious reply built within me.
“Idiot”, it said.
I have a sad now, and it was such a beautiful start to the day.
I am already ratting … 
