Space Age Whiz Kids
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tracker7Went 1-2 in Saturday's X-Wing tournament. Flew pretty well, but got tripped up by bad maneuvers in one game and just outfought in another. My buddy DK was able to ride along to the tourney with me, scoring the same record with his Rebel squadron.
Played two 50-point games tonight, winning both, but one by a very narrow margin. I flew two Y-Wings; the first (and closest) fight was against four TIE Fighters. Killed one pretty quickly, but the TIE maneuverability kept the rest alive for quite some time. The second fight ... Okay, the Y-Wing is clumsy, but it can take a lot of damage. When flying against something even clumsier, it's just ships beating on ships. I killed a Decimator, and fast. One Y had an ion cannon turret attached, so I just kept the Decimator from making any kind of maneuver, broke down his shields with blasters, and cracked the hull with torpedoes. The thing's still threatening, but it's not nearly as formidable as I used to think.
So, it's New Year's Eve. I'm staying in tonight. The ten-day stretch at the farm was great, and I look forward to having that time with my family again. Right now, though, I have peace and solitude. I'm going to watch The Lost Boys (RIP Edward Herrmann) and goodness knows what else, crack open a bottle of wine, and relax.
2014 was, on the whole, a good year for me. There were some dark times, and I have got to fix an ongoing problem in the first weeks of this new year, but I made big steps in giving my life some meaning, and I think that every time I fell, I fell forward.
I started the year off taking a class at BCTC. I wanted to see if I had it in me to be a student again, and the answer was a resounding Yes. I applied to two programs, was accepted to both, and a whirlwind began. In February, I fell back in love and got dearly-needed answers to some five-year-old questions. This helped, in many ways. March was adventure and a good decision implemented poorly. I decided to leave the H-L in April and spend a stretch of weeks doing nothing but preparing for leaving Lexington and becoming a full-time student again. Although getting out of that job was a long-overdue positive step, I really should have stuck around through mid-May instead of jumping out in mid-April. May - met with advisors, went through orientation, and was quickly made certain that I was going into the right field and was doing this in the right place. June and July are best left undetailed - some very dark times, and I felt The Fear coming back. In August, I moved to Louisville, started classes, and felt my decisions again confirmed and reinforced. The semester went well, and things are so different now. I'm happy again.
Played two 50-point games tonight, winning both, but one by a very narrow margin. I flew two Y-Wings; the first (and closest) fight was against four TIE Fighters. Killed one pretty quickly, but the TIE maneuverability kept the rest alive for quite some time. The second fight ... Okay, the Y-Wing is clumsy, but it can take a lot of damage. When flying against something even clumsier, it's just ships beating on ships. I killed a Decimator, and fast. One Y had an ion cannon turret attached, so I just kept the Decimator from making any kind of maneuver, broke down his shields with blasters, and cracked the hull with torpedoes. The thing's still threatening, but it's not nearly as formidable as I used to think.
So, it's New Year's Eve. I'm staying in tonight. The ten-day stretch at the farm was great, and I look forward to having that time with my family again. Right now, though, I have peace and solitude. I'm going to watch The Lost Boys (RIP Edward Herrmann) and goodness knows what else, crack open a bottle of wine, and relax.
2014 was, on the whole, a good year for me. There were some dark times, and I have got to fix an ongoing problem in the first weeks of this new year, but I made big steps in giving my life some meaning, and I think that every time I fell, I fell forward.
I started the year off taking a class at BCTC. I wanted to see if I had it in me to be a student again, and the answer was a resounding Yes. I applied to two programs, was accepted to both, and a whirlwind began. In February, I fell back in love and got dearly-needed answers to some five-year-old questions. This helped, in many ways. March was adventure and a good decision implemented poorly. I decided to leave the H-L in April and spend a stretch of weeks doing nothing but preparing for leaving Lexington and becoming a full-time student again. Although getting out of that job was a long-overdue positive step, I really should have stuck around through mid-May instead of jumping out in mid-April. May - met with advisors, went through orientation, and was quickly made certain that I was going into the right field and was doing this in the right place. June and July are best left undetailed - some very dark times, and I felt The Fear coming back. In August, I moved to Louisville, started classes, and felt my decisions again confirmed and reinforced. The semester went well, and things are so different now. I'm happy again.
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Date: 2015-01-01 09:28 am (UTC)This is why my general instinct is to go for maneuver-y fighters, because I just find that more fun ^^
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