January
14th, 2037.
0400
Dear Space Diary.
Today I have earned my place in history. Today I have transcended the
boundaries of mere mortals and stepped into Godhood. Today, if you will, I have
become a “Man.”
At least, that’s what they tell me.
NASA have asked me to keep a record of my experiences during this journey, to
accurately record the experiences of the first human being to ever travel to
the edges of our Solar System and back. They’re trying out a new experimental
faster than light system meaning that instead of months or years to get there,
it should only take a few weeks.
I’m not an astronaut, you understand. I just work here. Or there. Or I did. I
dunno. No, they couldn’t send anyone important on this one. See, much like when
Stevenson was working on his own rocket, they’re not entirely convinced that
using faster than light drives won’t make you just a little bit crazy. They’re
worried the human brain might not be able to cope. And they can’t send a monkey
or a dog like they did back in the 60s, because animal rights have come a very
long way since then.
I hate you PETA.
So instead there’s me. I’m unimportant enough to be risked. I am, if you will,
the human monkey.
Not sure how I feel about that. Surely I
have more intelligence and understanding than -
be right back, some guy’s been counting down for about the last ten sec-
0800
Just woke up. OW. Turns out that was the launch. No, NASA, I’m not dead, your
monkey is safe. They’re not going to fire the ftl drive until we get past the
moon and they have enough space to safely detonate a nuclear explosion if it
all goes wrong (Thanks a bunch, guys), so it’s good ol’ rocket fuel until then.
Meaning I’ve a couple of days to sit around until then. Good thing I brought a
book.
1700
Note to self. Next time, bring longer book.
January 17th, 2037.
0213
That’s the moon! We’ve just passed the moon. I’m the first person to go past
the moon in 10 years. What a fantastic moment in human history. I should tell
NASA.
0218
NASA have already seen the moon, apparently. They told not to call again unless
it’s important.
0220
I really, really hate you PETA.
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