The Charm of the Familar

With a few picked up a shifts at work due to the holidays. I pondered logging in but I didn't have the energy to do so. Being able to say no to logging in is pleasant. Just as my youngest puppy interrupts me every fifteen minutes to pee, going to sleep instead of staying up is also pleasant. I had a lot of short slept nights when I was active in a corporation.

My next plan has been to learn how to scan again. The new map is in and I need to refresh my scanning skills. My hold is full of probes. My ship appears to be reasonably set up. I remembered how to hit my F key to cloak. In fact, I hit it a bit to fast. I need to get the ebb and flow of the tic back down.

I am also rusty in my paranoia. I idly switch to another window to research breadbowls and the soup I want to make later. Then I remember I am sitting, decloaked, off of a gate somewhere. Whoops. I did figure out a breadbowl recipe and soup as well.

The question was where do I relearn to scan? I need somewhere off the beaten track a bit. Lower security level but not low sec. Just low enough to get some signals.

And I decided why fight it? I wandered back to Molden Heath. I know it well. The security level is what I need.

When I move on, I believe I will move to Derelik and look around. That is where I started so long ago when I joined my first corporation with the wide eyed innocence of any new player. It has never been a prime area but I have never been a prime player.

Once I have dropped a few probes I will scuff my feet, hem and haw, and try to join Signal Cartel. The thought is rather daunting.