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// Log 4120: The incredibly boring life of doing absolutely nothing because you're stranded in a hunk of metal that's rocketing through space at high speed 
// Story: Space Horse 
// by TheMajorTechie 
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	As you can probably tell from what this log's titled, I'm bored. Most of the big problems that were around when Delmar and I first got here were pretty much solved or destroyed entirely using various little *ahem.* gadgets that we made.

And yes, I've gotten to the point of which I am now using puns for entertainment. Yay me.

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Aaaand Delmar's watching Spaceballs again. Even though that thing's old as heck. Meh.

I mean, sure, I could probably get away with incinerating a bit of the junk we've been collecting for the past week or so, but I doubt that Delmar would agree with using a high-powered laser to light things on fire in the same room we've been living in.

Y'know what I mean? Yeah. Okay.

...Geez, I'm talking to myself, aren't I?