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

*changes into pajamas, yawns, crawls into bed*

zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz......

*wakes and heads for bathroom*

*tiptoes in, jumps into bed and reads a couple of chapters of HHGTTG before dozing off*

*wakes, tiptoes out*

*tiptoes in so as not to disturb Cafram who is sleeping like an angel*

*climbs into bed and falls asleep feeling sad because she has to leave sea on her own*

Course I was sleeping like an angel *grin*

I mean...*wakes up, creeps out to keep sea company*

*sea creeps into the room, smiles at infinity, then climbs into bed, hoping she'll go to sleep soon IRL instead of staying up 'til the ungodly hours of the night*

*hopes fervently that someone will finish Task 2 while she sleeps...is very sorry that it's an ungodly hour and she is unconcious and unable to further the Task efforts*

*is talking very strangely*

*wakes, stumbles out of room, slightly groggy*

*enters a state of conciousness, raises herself to a verticle position, exits the room*

*gazes forlornly at sea's bed*

*sniffle*

bye bye sea

*falls asleep clutching her teddy bear*

*smiles at the sleeping Cafram and climbs into bed*

*creeps in to put fotos on the wall*

*Looks at each foto before sticking it on the wall*

Don Alfredo - fully dressed
*sticks it on the wall*

Don Alfredo - shirt coming off
*sticks it on the wall*

Don Alfredo - trousers loosened and sliding down
*sticks it on the wall*

Don Alfredo - posing in tango
*sticks it on the wall*

Don Alfredo - entering shower - rear view (nice butt)
*sticks it on the wall*

*looks at one more foto, giggles and hides it under the pillow*

Wait 'til you see this one Cafram

*tiptoes out*

*sea finds herself alone in the room, sadly packing her things to leave. She pulls out her second luxury item- the STUMPED Plague-O-Matic – and has a look at it. She spins the roulette wheel, which lands on 17*

spot number 17.... barracuda?

*sea looks around, sees nothing out of the ordinary, and spins the wheel again*

spot 42, 'Rabid Douglas Adams fans'? how is THAT a plague?

*sea looks around again and sees nothing*

hmmm. I guess it doesn't work. what other plagues does this thing claim to unleash? Spot 50- Teenage females.

*sea shudders*

Bob help us if that ever gets released.

*sea spins the wheel again*

let's see....it landed on Plague #243....that's.... uh...

*a bright light shines out of the Plague-O-Matic, casting harsh light on the entire room. shadowy shapes fill the room and sea glances back down at the spot where the pointer landed*

A STAR TREK CONVENTION IN THE BED ROOMS! AAAAHHHHH!!!!

*sea runs out of the room, pausing only to grab her bag and shove the Plague-O-Matic inside*

*enters the now convention-free room, collpases on the floor next to her bed*

uuurrrghhh...

*thinks about getting into bed, doesn't have the energy*

*sleeps*

*wakes up semi-refreshed*

*tumbles into bed, feeling well-fed and satisfied*

*tiptoes in, blows Cafram a kiss, climbs into bed and falls asleep*

*jumps out of bed and catches the kiss that has been hovering for 8 hours*

*wakes up and rushes out to see the hole in the hall*