h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

Turned out the cheese was only just barely sentient. Little cheese-grunts and such. *shrugs* who knew?

Research... um... well, I have bunches of ideas of what I really ought to write on. But for the most part, I don't know enough about the topic in order to write an entry, or simply can't get myself into it in order to write. About the time school starts (four weeks), *then* I'll have wonderful ideas and lots of creative energy. I'm a bum

*drowns her sorrows in the tea, which surprisingly hasn't become cold in the last month*

Won't the tea overflow?

Um... what are you alluding to?

*hops up and down impatiently*

(I don't know why, I'm just hoping something will happen)

Amy: Well, you drowned your sorrows in the tea, and I'm assuming (by Archimedes' principle) that the tea had to go somewhere... ;o)

Yes, well... the cup wasn't all *that* full, and I don't have *that* many sorrows. Although, when I took another swig of it, it landed on my chin, so now it's dripping down my neck, which isn't very pleasant. So I guess you may have been right after all. *wipes chin with napkin*

*begins jumping up and down*

I want something to happen, too! Well, only if it's good. Boredom is better than the bad things in life...

Are your sorrows dead yet? It seems a little cruel drowning them in tea. Perhaps you should give them lethal injections instead. It'll stop the RSPCF (Royal Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Feelings) hunting you.

*wonders if he should stop jumping up and down now, seeing as he's been jumping up and down for 21 hours*

My sorrows are now getting quite suffocated... not quite dead yet, though. Lethal injections would be easier, I guess... but then, they've done such wrong to me... But. Anyway.

*stops jumping up and down since she's been doing so for over a week and has just realized school starts on Monday next...* Grrrr.

School?
*shudder*

*takes a sip of tea, holding his little finger out appropriately*

Hmm. Where did this blu-tack come from?

Yes, school starts in a day and a half. But hey, it's my senior year of high school (I'm not exactly sure what that translates into for English schooling), so it ought to be great. I hope.

Forgive my ignorance, but what does "blu-tack" mean?

It's... ummm... blue tacky substance you use to stick things to the walls. And stuff. And things.

Ooooh... we have something like that here in the states, but it's a greyish-white goop.

First day of school is over... only 181 days more to go...

Is it more fun than previous species of school years then?

*stands on his head*

Right now, this school year does seem to be better than previous ones... I absolutely adore three of my classes: Bio 2 (because I love the teacher like a father), Western Lit. and Thought, "WeLT" (because I have a measly 16 people in my class, three great friends included in it, as well as a wonderfully neurotic teacher, and the material is great), and then French 5 (since the same people are in the class as have been the last two years in levels 4 and 3 and the teacher is like a surrogate mother to me). Luckily, those are spread out during the day so I always have something to look forward to. Unfortunately, my AP Calculus teacher is a complete idiot who doesn't actually teach-- she just runs over a list of topics the chapter in the book covers and somehow expects us to know everything already. If I sound a bit disgruntled, it's because I am. But, hey, other than that, life is actually pretty good... I mean, it has to be, I prayed for 15 minutes when I got home (unusual for me)-- everything is *always* pretty good after that.

Peregrin, why are you standing on your head now? If I were doing it, I'd be rather dizzy by now....

Good

I have a detachable head you see, and I don't want to get my feet wet so I'm standing on it.

I haven't prayed for 15 minutes for quite a while. I want to, but, well, you know how it is...

I did blow my nose yesterday for 15 minutes But I didn't really feel very good after that...

ROFL! Doesn't have quite the same effect does it!

I try to pray everyday but recently have been forgetting... I've never been able to pray on a regular basis tho' (eg. last thing at night *every* day), I'm useless with routines.

You're useless with routines? I would never have noticed...

I abhore routines, but I have to use them nonetheless. Otherwise, I'd never be at school on time or get anything done, which my parents and teachers wouldn't look too kindly on.

I'm able to fit prayer in my routine for a couple of days in a row every few weeks... unfortunately, I'm often too tired or busy to do a respectable prayer. Odd, though... I also occasionally have nose-blowing fits that last a long time, and they happen more often than my prayer fits.

Methinks something needs to be changed there.

Perhaps you could pray while blowing your nose.