Kanakka's Bunker

I have been feeling increasingly hungry and tired of late, until now i have not doubted that should something happen that requires my reaction, that my response would be immediate.  But now I have discovered the cause, I am not so certain.

My reactor is running out of Uranium 235. Since discovering this, I have erected a temporary solution by way of a vest contiaing ten or so vehicle batteries, plugged into the now-uncovered emergency socket in my reactor, however, this is only a temporary measure. Should I run entirely out of fissive fuel, I am unsure of what will happen, my gues is that i will die.

I have asked Tanya to procure more Uranium from her home country's considerable stockpile, but she has refused, unless I can find another source I am condemned to death within months if another solution does not present itself.

I have finally found my way upon this world's global network. The Military signal datalock upon my PDA has been disabled for some time, but I was never aware of these "intertubes" as they are called, the world datasharing network similar to the Military Intelligence Net of my Homeworld.

It is Full of Pornography. An absolutely Brainsizzlingly staggering amount of it, gigaquads of data the numerics of which boggle even my mind- dedicated soley to pictures of naked people. I prefer naked people in person, seeing pictures just makes me lonely. i think I will visit Skorp after this..

Suffice to say, I have decided to start a B-log, I am unsure what this stands for, if this planet were not so peaceful, i would assume "Battle log"  as it chronicles my activities as frequently as I care to update them.

I have nothing much more to say at this time.