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With a scan, scan here... and a scan scan there...

Look at what a good girl I am today! I remembered to save my Astero's fit so when I lose it I don't have to remember how to find my killmail for my fit. That led me to see that all of my fits were gone. I am kind of sad. Sure, most of them no longer work. They adulterated my Jaguar,  but they were mind and I feel oddly possessively annoyed.

A pit stop back at a station to dump my daily redemption stuff (I'm sure that this made people super mad whenever it happened,) and I was off to find a series of systems to scan for wormholes in.

I remember some of the basics. The lower the sec the higher quality/value the thingies I will find. Since I wanted to find tiny wormholes, I then promptly disconnected as I was docking because my computer rebooted. I wondered if I would come back in a pod but in fact, I did not.

The last task I should do as I seek a system is move my home station. It is still down in low sec areas I no longer have interest in. Then I was like, can't I do that in Jita somewhere?  The answer was yes. I went to reset my clone and that opened up a little cascade of memories.

Sugar's original school headquarters is Hulm. I didn't even remember. I created her and sent her down to Chella who was slogging away with the newbie corp I had joined down in Derelik back before the CEO ran off with the profits to buy a Navy Raven.

My clone set and a cluster of systems selected, I ventured into the unknown.

My ship seems to be more orange and purple.


(Record scratch. Several days IRL pass...)

I do enjoy not prioritizing my time playing Eve. I feel more in control of the process. I worked and played The Division 2 and groomed my dogs instead of playing Eve during my last set of days off. Today, I decided to give it a try.

With some repetition I stared at my keyboard and realized I had no idea what to do. I started pressing key combinations and I discovered that beams shoot out of your ships nose and butt when you hit dscan buttons now.  Visual reminders instead of hoping for the best, that is cute.

I hit my probe launchers button and realize I had no idea what to do. After a few, cautious key presses as if I had never touched a keyboard before, I remembered that stuff around my HUD is not just for how fast I am going to die. I have still forgotten all of my keyboard shortcuts. 

However, after a little bit I started remembering bits and pieces of how to scan. When I say bits and pieces, I mean bits and pieces.  Once I found my probe screen I remembered how to move them. Then it took me a bit to figure out how to scan. With nothing found in the next system I remembered how to change their range.

Two systems found. No anoms discovered and I am giving the dogs their bedtime potty break and off to bed to work another day.

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