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Eve Offline

I play Eve offline as well.

This morning, my phone went off to drag me into the land of getting up to early.  While I lay, tangled in blankets and unsure if employment was worth the effort of waking up, I also checked my phone since it was in my hand from turning off the alarms.

I had someone saying good morning because they know my work schedule and live in the UK and are up.  I had someone else that left question about a discussion from last night.  I use gtalk.  No need to not put these  nice phones to use, eh?    I had a new twitter follower (yay!) and I read CCP Falcon comment about the downtime starting early and cursed a bit because I had forgotten that it would consume my prework playing time.

Mornings are my time to catch up on little idle things, see how the boys did over night and have quick social time with my central and west coast time zone corpmates.  I have some hot and heavy business deals going down to acquire new blue prints while I am at work.  The patch days are too often days that I am working.  Woe is me.

From my following Twitter arguments at work and forum reading to when Ender sent me a text to get my POS password for something.  Most of my corp has my phone number and I theirs.  Disconnects cause a flurry of texts to scatter back and forth so that the fleet knows why I lost connection.

The EveGate client is terrible on a cellphone.  Yet I still use it when I need to.  And soon there will be online/offline chat integration.  I fear for those that know me. 

This will work quite well because Eve doesn't stop when you log off.  The lack of a static world causes this constant connectivity.  Its a choice and one I chose to make.  I happen to like most of the people that I interact with on a regular basis and I enjoy talking to them just to talk to them.  Eve is the best chat client ever In My Opinion.

See everyone on the other side of Retribution.

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