About

I started my journey in New Eden in April of 2018 and quickly became engrossed in the expansive universe in the game as well as the community out of the game. I cut my teeth on online MMOs with World of Warcraft in 2005, and while I had tried Eve sometime in that same era, I found the experience today to be far different than I had in either before.

I quickly found myself wanting to be part of the greater community that Eve Online has fostered. It became a wellspring of creativity for me and spurred me towards regular writing, having an online game to play with my husband, and wanting to meet others in this shared space. So, I founded this blog.

By day, I'm an IT Project Manager spending time with spreadsheets in a cubicle, holding meetings, and organizing activities. These seemed like perfect skills to translate into the game dubbed Spreadsheets in Space. So here I am.

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Going Omega

When I first tried Eve Online, there was only the option of a three-day trial. Now, you can play Eve for an unlimited amount of time as an Alpha Clone, or take the plunge to become an Omega. And can I say that I love that CCP worked this change not only from a mechanics perspective but also added the change into the very lore of the game itself? If you haven't seen this, take the time to read Sine Wave: Alpha and Sine Wave: Omega . Alpha Clones As an Alpha Clone, you'll have access to a vast amount of Eve Online at a rather basic level. You'll get to experience most facets of play, while being held back from the higher tiers of those aspects. You're limited to tech 1 ships (the first level in each category of hull) and nothing bigger than a Battleship. You'll learn new skills at 1/2 the rate of an Omega, and some kills won't be able to be trained, or won't be able to be trained past a certain point. Many corporations will accept Alpha clones into ...

Exploring For Fun, Profit, and Explosions

Some people find relaxation in making pixels explode in space. They long for the challenge of proving their superiority by making other players blink off the map and return to a cloning bay on some distant station. Some find it relaxing to exhale the stress of their lives in each statement made in fleetcoms. For me, my enjoyment in Eve comes from exploration. I set my sites on some system, lock in some waypoints, and go see what there is to see. It's proven not only lucrative, but a lower-stress way to prepare other aspects of the game (such as the vaunted PVP). It's also lead me to Wormholes, which I find to be amazing for adding a level of paranoia and attentiveness. So how does it all work? Fun and Profit Exploration in New Eden can be done for both fun and profit. There are some shared aspects between the two and I'd recommend a few lessons to keep in mind. First, get comfortable with the Map found in your Neocom menu. Not only can this help you plan your ro...

Annals: The Search for Home Pt 3

My tongue wants to shrivel up and die; my cheeks puckering in as if to save it. The Synth Coffee I had been given as a gift for taking on a tribesman's son as an employee may be the worst tasting thing I've ever tried to drink. I'm not sure if it's a measure of the father for his son, or if this stuff is just that terrible in general. Or maybe the hydrostatic fluid of the capsule is slowly killing my taste buds. Could it be that the nanobots, the cybernetics, and the life of a capsuleer was slowly rewiring my body to taste the stars and give up terrestrial food and such delights? The faint whir of the door opening breaks my reverie and I look up to see my second in command, entering. His jacket is unbuttoned and I can see the start of white ink against bronze at his collarbone in a half-familiar image of our people, but not enough to be sure of the design. "Captain," he says in greeting before taking a seat across the table from me. "Entohk," I ...

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