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

Striding through the hotel lobby, wielding a piece of chainlink fence, cometh Asteroid Lil! And she gives a gutteral bellow:

"I'm going to pulverize you until you smell like barbeque!!"

I think we had better be careful, boys and girls.

Do the Republican;s know Lil.

Off to warn the NYPD.

Striding through the hotel lobby, wielding a piece of chainlink fence, cometh Asteroid Lil! And she gives a gutteral bellow:

"I'm going to pulverize you until you smell like barbeque!!"

Oh, I don't know... Titania's war cry contains the word f*ck and Kristina's the word h*mp - that's why I only chose to post Ripley's...

These are fun.

Zang! Who is that, stalking out of the icy wasteland! It is Hypatia, hands clutching two hardened pitas! And with a booming bellow, her voice cometh:

"Vengeance and goo flow from my veins! I hereby void your warranty, and send you back to God!!"

[MTG]

Which skin do you use Hyp?

Guttural, that's me!

Two hardened pitas!

In all the excitement about my new connection, I forgot to share news. On 31 August, for the first time in living memory, there was snow on Sierra Blanca. Snow in August, I mean. It lasted about 6 hours.

Also, Drew's wolf Lazarus is in the final stages of renal failure. Our Episcopal priest friend, the one who blessed my talking board, will be holding a burial service for Laz.

After that, I suspect we may lose Drew to Hollywood, because he's been getting more and more work there. Poor bloke was in tears yesterday; he's staying home with the wolf until it's over.

Kelli, I use Alabaster. Perhaps I should change to goo.

Anyone else noticing repetition of the scenarios here.

I also carreid two harded pitas

Zang! DD. I'll bet my pitas are harder than yours.

Don't worry I'm going to the gym tonight to work on that.

Rampaging over the steppes, cutting down all who dare stand in the way using a thorned whip, cometh ! And she gives a mighty grunt:

"I'm going to beat you until the laws of physics are violated!!!"

I rather like that...although grunting doesn't seem very scary.

So far, today has been an adventure. The floor drain in the laundry room clogged up while I was in the shower and water (until we stopped flushing toilets, using the sink, etc.) is flooding into my laundry room and bathroom. We have a plumber coming around this afternoon. I hope things aren't getting wetter while I'm at work. Lucy was very concerned and stuck a paw into the mess, then gave me a long meow report about how her day of napping has potentially been ruined because she must keep a vigilant eye on the water.

Yay! Bagheera's back!!!! How is life with three MR?

Honestly I go to university for a day, and you manage to make 65 posts in my absence. Well more my new placement. It's a BOAT one (bit of a trek) Well actually it's a train and two buses, so it's an hour and a half commute . And to make it worse I haven't fully recovered from Tuesdays drinking binge. And I have to be in for 8am tomorrow.

The tutor seems to be really care about teaching and there's lots timetabled, and that's good. It's scarey that the juniors are some of the people I started medical school with.

Delighted that Bagehera is safe and well MR, and that the ex is gone.

I saw that exhibition at the National Gallery but we didn't go in glad you enjoyed it .Thanks Sol I shall pass on the e mail address when I get home.

Which will hopefully be in abou ten minutes. The Medical School is infested with undergraduates.

Lo! Who is that, stalking through the mini-mall parking lot! It is Montana Redhead, hands clutching a bladed baseball bat! And with a gutteral scream, her voice cometh:

"I'm going to spank you so badly, it will be a new form of crime!!"

I'm not sure I really like that one. I'm not all that into spanking. Ah well.

There's really no need to rekey the locks anytime soon, as the ex is in North Carolina for two weeks, and then ships off for exotic lands currently at odds with the US (sorry, somewhat restricted in my ability to give information).

Off to work. Yikes.

*returns from the hairdresser with cutely curled antennae*

Good quiz . I didn't find any rude words . Missing out the 'the' out of my name in order to get to get a (slightly) better result I get:

Running over the tundra, swinging a reflective halberd, cometh Amy Ant! And she gives an ominous bellow:

"Ares, God of War, be praised! I hereby void your warranty, and send you back to God!!!"

Not very scary unless you're a religiously-inclined washing machine but I've always wanted a halibut, reflective or otherwise. (A bit of a Pratchett ref there for the cognoscenti.)

DD, consider a diabetes test. Hyp's goo reference is pretty cool .



Fridge magnets. No one ever sends me fridge magnets. Why isn't BT sending *me* fridge magnets? All I got today was a whinging letter from British Gas explaining why they're putting up their charges by so much. I'm changing supplier .



After having my antennae curled I went into town but I didn't buy anything . The don't appear to have much autumn stock in yet. Enough of the size 8 coral pink halter necks already! We didn't want them in June and we still don't want them now.

I was looking for a pair of wide-legged tweedy trousers for the winter. I found a pair of trousers in Laura Ashley that were the right style, right number of legs etc but they were oatmeal and the fabric was a bit thin. And they had back pockets . On the other claw, they did fit me very well.

The fridge magnets are rather cool, being the sort that break up into individual words. I doubt that my former employer expected me to use their marketing collateral to write "you get mobile love online" or "make it together in the bath" on my freezer.

I just have a dirty mind, I guess.



Amy, the Business guy on R2 said stick with British Gas until the rest of the suppliers have put their prices up, and then pick and choose between them.



Talking of getting love online, I have a date this evening. I wasn't paying attention properly, so I am going out for what will be a dull evening with a Scorpio. Aries and Scorpio do *not* mix well.

I should have followed my instincts, but when he asked me if telling him I was busy was a polite way of saying I didn't want to see him, I was too busy to work out what was coming next, so I said "no - it is because I am busy," without following it up with "but in fact I don't want to see you".

Sometimes I wish that my mother had not taught me quite such good manners.

*sigh*

Ben

Ooo... using full names gives much better results regarding war cries!

Yea, verily: Who is that, prowling out of the icy wasteland! It is Titania, Queen Of Elves, hands clutching a vorpal blade! And with a low howl, her voice cometh:

"Hail the blood-letting! I desecrate until there is no more hope!"

or

Who is that, running on the mountains! It is Kristina The Flamenco Dancer, hands clutching a piece of chainlink fence! And with a vengeful grunt, her voice cometh:

"I'm going to hack into your brain, and type rm -rf * !"

Lo! Who is that, sprinting across the desert! It is Wolfgang, hands clutching a vorpal blade! And with a bloodthirsty roar, his voice cometh:

"I'm going to reduce you to ash, and sell you as spice!!!"