Eve Online rolls on and by now you should have received your invitation to apply for the DUST514 beta test, if not then head on over to DUST514.com and check out the details there.
The new alliance we are in is embroiled in the war with or against the goons, it matters little.
Every operation is a CTA (which basically means you must be there), at shitty times on shitty days with shitty fleet commanders.
I'm not saying they're incompetent, but if I want to find out how wrinkly a scrotum us I'll inspect my own rather than hear about it in graphic detail from some goonswarm pre-pubescent 'tard who probably doesn't even shave yet.
The time of year also doesn't help, organising this stuff around Christmas and the invasion of interruptions that attracts is insane.
Though it'll be the same for the other side.
I've hardly seen the front line as I seem to be perpetually just behind it.
I hear the battle reports, listen to the tense combat on comms, watch some ships limp back from the battle, some of them on fire, and then have to log for some RL activity that seems to have little to do with mirth and more with endurance.
Now I'm off to attend some meeting with more endlessly talking meat bags who'll try and convince me that 2012 will be a great year, certainly better than 2011.
Happy new year.
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