I have oft been accused of over indulging on the finer things in life.
Here on Earth (if you find yourself in the correct location) there is an
abundance of things to over indulge in. Most items are constructed simply
to satisfy novel wasteful urges of the natives. Interestingly, I have found
myself becoming more and more infatuate with a cooling agent that the
natives call VapoRub. Only the slightest of smears under the tip of my
nose sends my mind drifting, as if I was in space free from the burden of
ship and suit. I must be weary of the effects it has on my mind.
While waiting for either a return transmission or rescue crew, I will study
what this misty blue orb has to offer. It may help us rescue our
SourceWorld.
For now I shall remain positive.
For the Source,
Captain Ail
AN.1: I have learned that our sound files of the inhabitants local musical
performances have since fallen out of fashion and are seemingly ignored
by the majority of the modern populace. I have transmitted an information
package of what is now popular. I must note that it's excessive style reflects
a society that is stuck wanting more. This is a shame, I was very fond of
the sounds created by natives Jan and Dean.
Perhaps they are not ready for the Tirip.
