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--Begin Personal log, 621187--

I just managed to work out how to get this darn log working. There I was desperately looking around for an alphanumeric input panel, muttering about stuff, and it says "Please repeat". Voice recognition is pretty good. I didn't realise this ship was so advanced. This does feel slightly uncomfortable, talking to the ship's computer. I guess that it would be faster than an alphanumeric panel.

Cruise engines are on the blink. Half the time, they don't start up. The guns on it barely scare away rogues. I might as well throw my rations at them; they're absolutely disgusting! Another weird thing about this ship: I can't seem to fill my cargo hold. The computer refuses to increase the load past 79 tons. I don't think my Rhino is up to the job at all; one day it'll get me killed or worse - blow itself up. I've worked so hard for this; to see space as I did in my childhood is like a dream; I'd hate to lose that now, only a few weeks after seeing space again.

I really need a new ship, but I can't afford one, yet. I wish I could find an organisation to work for. Apparently they will help you buy a ship. I think the Trader organisations must be worried about the recent surge of ion storms. I wish I could remember who it was that my father worked for. It wasn't the Junkers, that's for sure. I've seen a lot of them around lately. Still, I don't mind, as long as they leave me alone.

A Navy guy, officer, I think, requested to see my pilot's license recently. How stupid of me to leave it on Los Angeles. He 'escorted' me back there... but I don't remember getting there. I think I blacked out or something. His presence certainly made me nervous: I didn't want to go to prison just because of a silly mistake. He was rather rude, though. I'm concerned that he should worry about a small-time trader who happened to have forgotten his license over more important matters.

Outcast attacks seem to be increasing. Their armament is formidable; their cannons make short work of my shields. Thankfully, my cruise engines have saved me so far.

I think I'll leave it for the night. There seems to be a wave of ion storms all over liberty, and absolutely no warnings. What happened to the advanced weather-monitoring stations they deployed recently? It's far too risky to trade in these conditions.

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-- Begin Personal log, 621318 --

Nothing much has happened recently. I'm enjoying the relative peace while I can. I've decided to start saving up money for a new ship. I knew that there would be a time when I would have to gie up my father's old ship, but I didn't expect it to be so soon. A guy in a bar mentioned that Camaras are very good, and easy for a small-time trader like me to get my hands on. Apparently, it has quadruple the cargo hold of this flakey thing. It would mean that I'll have to go to Rheinland to buy one. I'm really not looking forward to that part of it.
I just hope it doesn't make me more of a target for pirates. I saw a few today, but they left me alone.

I haven't been looking for employment recently, as I think being independant will be alright, at least for a while.

Oh boy. I saw mother again. She seems to be worse now that I left. I want to feel sorry for her, but in a way, she deserves it. She was crying and trying to make me stay, but then I'd probably end up like her. I noticed that she had some synthetic marijuana, even though she had tried to hide it. I nearly flipped and reported it to the police, but I think it's okay to have small quantities. I didn't want to confront her abuot it, because she'd probably tell me some made-up story about how much of a bad son I am.

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-- Begin Personal log, 621379 --

My Father's Rhino's cruise engines died on my for the last time, today. Luckily, I didn't need them to get to Hamburg and buy a new ship: a Camara. Always function over form over there. I like that, surprisingly. I can finally sit properly in the cockpit - the Rhino is too small for anyone over 6'6. However, it left a big dent in my pocket. At least I'll be able to fend off attackers a bit better.

I had a look in the cargo hold. Then I decided to walk to the end of it. Wow, it's a deceptively large ship. 350m^3 of cargo space! Now that's handy. It looks like I'll be a bigger target for pirates now, though. Not really looking forward to that. I'll need to upgrade the turrets sometime soon. I saw some rather nice ones on Freeport 2, but the Zoners said I wasn't allowed them. They showed me to some others, I forgot the name, but at $35k each, it might be a while before I can fit all six ports with them.

I'm really glad I got into this business. Mum won't care either way, but Dad would be proud that I've stepped up a bit. Speaking of whom, the Rheinlanders wouldn't even buy his ship from me. I had to sell it as scrap! I was quite offended by that, but it was for the best.

I think I'll stick with my current trade route for now, but I think I might be able to try something a little better-paying once I've upgraded my weapons.

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-- Begin Personal log, 621732 --

It's been a while since I updated my log, but there are reasons for that. One of them being that the storage device in my Camara isn't compatible with the one in my new Behemoth.

I finally have a job now, working for InterPlanetary eXpress. They seem like a new company, and a nice group of people. They agreed to lend me the credits to purchase a second-hand Behemoth. Liberty aren't particularly pleased with it, but I'm working to get it replaced soon. Colonel Maybourne suggested a Container Transport, but Mr Rayment suggested a BowEx Transport. I'm not really sure which one to go for.

A Mr Rayment was cruising around in California, I hailed him and we talked for a while. Then he agreed to employ me. I honestly didn't think it would be that simple. After a few trade runs, which he organised, it was clear that I had joined the right company. They don't hold with the dirty smuggling types at all. I also seem to have become more confident during all of this. Perhaps it's knowing that I have a big ship, and that if any pirates were to blow it up, I'd be safe and we would retaliate. Luckily, that hasn't happened yet.
He even took me through a few Sigma systems. That was scary, going through a jump hole for the first time. Ageira don't like us for using them, now. I don't think I'll ever quite get used to it.

My life seems quite hectic right now. At least, whenever I can find an escort (I only need one because of company policy. That, or a hull upgrade that no-one seems to know about). At least it keeps my mind away from other matters. I haven't spoken to mother in a while, and I feel a lot better for it.

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