What is it about bad girls that drives men wild?

She was a drug addict when I met her, she was religious (I'm not), and her family hated me (I was the bad influence in their eyes, if you can believe that).

And she ran out on me. Just up and disappeared. I really thought we had something together, and she broke my heart. I don't even have a real image of her, just a boardwalk-artist's sketch from our trip to Coruscant.

Time heals all wounds, though, and I eventually got over it. Actually, I ran into her again later, just by luck. Our interests were aligned, so we ran a job together, and pulled it off successfully.

And she betrayed me and my partners! At the height of our victory, she turned on us. I got over it, but I knew then that I could never trust her. Not ever.


She was working for the rebellion, too. I mean, I get in enough trouble on my own, I don't need more by hanging out with rebels. I should make a pledge to avoid women and rebels until my luck comes around.

I just found out that she killed herself. That...Fett told me. Asked me to tell her dad for him. I don't think I will ever forgive him.

I don't even know why I'm upset. It's not like we were going to get together again. We had a good run, but it ended. I just need to get over it.

Any time now.
Blogger Padmé said...

Awwww. *comforts* I'm sure you'll get over it real soon!

*nervous giggle* I didn't just post that comment using someone elses blog, no! Not me! nuh-uh!

6/17/2005 07:55:00 AM  
Blogger Jon the Intergalactic Gladiator said...

Losing a loved one is a very sad thing. The last time I lost a loved one, the only thing that cheered me up was polishing my lasar trident. I had the shiniest trident in the Arean for like 3 months.

6/19/2005 02:53:00 AM  
Blogger Han Solo said...

...polishing my laser trident.

Is that a euphemism or something?

6/19/2005 04:30:00 PM  

Bad Day

So, I smuggle interstellar cargo for a living. If you didn't know that already, welcome to the party.

This entails spending a lot of my time aboard ship, zipping through space. Well, recently, I've been having a run of bad luck. Now, I'm probably the luckiest guy you are likely to meet, in this galaxy or any other. But, my luck runs in both directions: I have both extremely good luck, and extremely bad luck.

Right now, it's starting to look like I've got a bad-luck streak coming on.

First, the hyperdrive motivator keeps going out on my ship, and the navicomputer keeps pulling me out of hyperspace too early. The worst, though, was when the computer mistakenly identified a "fleet of star-destroyers". Hey, even I get boarded sometimes, so I panicked and jettisoned my cargo.

It was really, really good cargo.

That got me in all kinds of trouble with the guy I'm working for.

Here's an image of the guy that sold me the defective computer system. Now, I don't believe in the sith, but if I did, this guy would would have SITH LORD written all over him.

Do not buy software from this man. If it comes bundled with your ship computer, swap it out as soon as possible.

He's pure dagnasty evil! It's just a fact!

I don't know what I'm going to do. I don't see how this day could get any worse.
Blogger Aayla Secura said...

Cheer up. Things will get better...eventually.

6/17/2005 02:20:00 AM