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

sorry about the prodding, I'm just going a little insane from lack of sleep and saw you about, so I thought I'd be civil and drop by. Look, I even added you to my friends list Which I kept meaning to do at some point

It's been ages since anyone prodded me...

Consider this a bookmark - I'm at w*rk and can't post things while there's people behind me. I'll be back in a few hours.

'Lack of sleep' - any particular reason, or just reserach into sleep-deprivation?

It looks like I made it back here before you did.

You're on my Friends list now, too. I've been meaning to do that.

*prods Jack*

*prods back* sorry I wasnt about that much yesterday The lack of sleep was me having a phsyco fit at around 4am our time. One of Charlies friends died and I was a little freaked about going to the funeral. Not good at that sort of stuff me, I was worried about making a mess and worried for Charlie. *worries incessantly*

All quite understandable really. That sort of thing bothers me too.



While you're worrying about Charlie he's probably worrying about you. That's rather sweet, you know.

Yes I suppose Although I object, I may be many things but not sweet

Better sweet than bitter, or sour. Maybe spicy?

Maybe never can tell with me hows life with you then mate?

Life's plodding along at its usual pace - not all that exciting, but excitement isn't necessarily something I want. W*rk isn't completely awful at the moment, Spring is in full swing, and my ex has been perfectly charming lately. I don't ask for more than that.

That being said, I'll be seeing the tomorrow morning about a series of violent headaches - but I'm choosing not to think about that today.

headaches? Ooooooooooh! *winces* hate the things, sometimes I get stress ones. yuck

I think that's the sort I'm getting. Rather a nuisance, when all's said and done. But let's see what the has to say. I'm not a big fan of the medical profession, but this time I think I'll trust them.

Trust them????? Trust them??? MWUAHAHAHHAHAhahaha thats EXACTLY what they want you to do, fall into the trap! *gabbles madly*

And then, and then, and then THEN its out with the drugs THE DRUGS the drugs I tell you *gabble*

Drugs? That would be nice! I'd save a fortune in , and be instantly popular down the local pub.

Drugs? Meh, waste of time, takes ages to come off them and they leave you all screwy and depending on you method sometimes you get left with a reminder *points to scar on arm* so no, I'd say will do for now end of history lesson

There's no scars on my arm , though there is the odd bout of sinus trouble . is easier to deal with, but I'd better stay away from it until the headache business is sorted out. Or at least until lunch tomorrow.

And now, there's a festering heap of filth for me to sort out, in the kitchen. I can't put it off any longer.

TTFN

I've dealt with the festering heap of filth - and made a fresh one, which I can't be bothered sorting out. That's the problem with living alone - I can't delegate the housew*rk.

that must be HORRIBLE, I always delegate if I can, and it isnt just handed back

Well, I could try delegating to myself, but it might make me go blind.

One day down - only four to go until the weekend. Hurrah for that. Oh I hate my job. I may have mentioned this before.