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

Do you remember the one scene where our hero is telling Bob and Bob that, if he messes up, he gets told off eight different times? That's how I feel.

See, I was sitting here building two computers with my friend. While I was doing this, my door opens in a spontaneous manner and my brother -- oh how I hate my brother -- tells me not to forget it's a "trash night" (note to the slow: this means that it's a night I collect the trash. Yes, I collect it. Every time. No one else even helps. Being the youngest is annoying sometimes; both my brothers always required that I help them, so why can't I recruit? No, I'm not bitter at all, why?). So anyway, he tells me this.

I say "Okay." He, mercifully, goes away. So I work on my computers for, say, ten minutes. Then my door opens (no knock this time) and my dad makes sure I know it's a trash night (Mental note: Ugh). I say, okay, I need to do something here, then I will. So -- and here's the kicker -- I work on my computer for five more minutes. My door opens and my mom says .... "Don't forget it's a trash night." At this point, I collect the trash just to get them to shut up.

On the plus side, I now have not only a modemless internet server, I also have a computer that can't do much of anything at the moment but is in a nifty new LANboy case. Oh well, thank God (or, being an atheist, thank nothing) for laptops. See you guys and gals!

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