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

Sorry I've been a pain in the butt today haven't I? I've tried winding you up all afternoon. I cant help it. Even my dull husband says that I drive him mad with my non stop energy! I only mean it in fun, so if I embarrass you, just tell me to stop it! I just love having someone to talk to and tease a bit, but I know you're not always up for teasing, so if I'm being insensitive, you can tell me, Ok? I cant promise to behave myself any better tomorrow - but I might try! Anyway, love as always and I'm off to bed as almost midnight and I always wake up at 5am!
Scrib x

Hi Scribbo,
Wednesdays and Thursdays are my busy busy times, which for most of the day I have to be in town. Don't take that as anything other than that I am away from the keyboard and so just can't communicate.
Tease all you like - I know very well, underneath all that blather, you're tempted to the point of excruciating agony to do what Im suggesting. Don't bother to deny it.
Weather here to day, 64 Centigrade and sunny. Outlook - even better.
Talk again soon. Just off to give my bank manager's ear a bending.
Luv
Brian

Hmmm. I cant see me being tempted to the point of excrutiating agony to go climbing, swimming or walking - so what else were you thinking of? I'm very tempted by the thought of that warm weather. It's just turning a bit cold here and although I took off my horses rug earlier in the bright sunshine, I've just gone back to put it on again. Good luck with your bank manager - you should send me! Men always look at me as though I'm too little to be a threat and always change their minds quite quickly - I'm like a firework, fizzing away and then when I erupt - oh boy! Watch out!
Love as ever. Scribbs x

I'm trying to imagine you in your horse's rug. Oh, yes - it does something for you. Dunno quite what.
Hey, and why don't you give up the fight and just sign off as Scribbo like I told you to. Scrib. Scribbs. Scri. None of them have the same ring.
Bye for now Scribbo.
Bri

Oh you! I might have known you'd make something of my horse's rug - you doughnut! And you haven't answered my question! After all I made a suggestion last night, but you turned me down! so what could you have in mind?

What suggestion? Did I really turn you down (you sure it wasn't on)?
I was a wee tiddly last night. I don't normally drink and I have a very low tolerance for alcohol, even Beaujolais.
Can't see myself as a doughnut! But I can certainly see you in your horse-rug outfit. Wowee!!!
Bri

Slightly inebriated or not, I 'm sure you would remember my suggestion! Post 5627 on the link word? If you're planning on playing 'hard to get' think again, because I can wind you up even more if I put my mind to it! It's even more fun with my husband in the house, although he's busy watching TV at the moment! And dont be difficult. You know exactly what I meant about putting on and taking off my horses rug! I really fancy a glass of wine tonight myself, but I think I've put some weight on, so I'm dieting just to make sure! I need to be able to get into my tight jeans so that you keep saying 'Nice bum!'

Strange thing. Although I dont know you, not properly anyway, I had a strange little dream about you last night! But I probably wont tell you about it - just leave you guessing!

Oh Brian, where are you? I know, I know, you said that Wednesdays and Thursdays are your busiest days, but I'm bored without you here to tease. And I dont want to go to bed without you. Sorry, dont want to go to bed without speaking to you, I mean! and I'm hungry too so I dont want to go downstairs or I might feel tempted to eat something and I dont want to do that. Maybe I'll go and read my book. Have you read the Da Vinci code by Dan Brown. Everyone I know is reading it - it's rather good and raises a lot of questions. I'll leave the pc on and then perhaps I'll take another look before I go to bed. I'm going out tomorrow with my friend Jan - in her brand-new, top-of-the-range, just-released (£32,000.00 worth of) Discovery. See I AM a show-off! It's going to be a very girly shopping day and we're going to have coffee at Tetbury in a hotel where they give you home made citrus shortbread biscuits with your coffee. And the coffee is excellent too. Yeah, I know 20 miles is a bit far to go for a cup of coffee - but you know us women dont you? Especially us posh, rich ones! Hurry up and come to bed!

Can't find the reference you mention - but no big deal. Dreams are such strange things aren't they? Day-dreams, dreams we have at night, dreams that recur from time to time. Nightmares. Some people think they have symbolic meaning, Freud and his disciple Carl Jung were obsessed with them. And with good reason, Jung, for example, in his exploration into the "conscious, unconscious and individuation" talks about dreams as proof that there is a conscious in the unconscious - a paradox one would think - but one that argues that dreams therefore must have meaning. Deciphering that meaning is, of course, a job for an expert. That's me! So if you tell me exactly what occured in your little dream sequence I'll be able to explain to you exactly who you are and what you need to do to enjoy your life to the full. How does that sound to you? No charge, of course. Friends.
Bri

Oh no. I'm not going to tell you! Anyway why did you have to give me a long and scientifically accurate message when all I wanted was for you to say nice things to me! Now I think you're teasing me! I know what I need to do to make my life fullfilled and I KNOW EXACTLY WHO I AM!!! See I dont need therapy I just need to find a way to get out of this dreary deadend marriage without losing out on the money! Now what do you say to that? I bet you dont even like me anymore now?

Scribbo my sweet, all I want is for you to be happy but how can I take you to those paradisiacal pastures if you bite on the bit and run off in all directions.
It's a pleasure to see you running off because you do have a nice bum. But life could be so much richer - in the real sense, nothing to do with filthy lucre - if only you'd respond to my gentle pressures on the reins (and occasional flick of the tip of the whip).
Now what do you say my lovely little show pony?
Bri

Hi BB. I know you want to go and read all those clever bits that people have put on the site and all I want to do is gossip, which is very naughty of me but I feel a bit sad again today. But can I please ask something of you? stop comparing me to a horse. I know it's tempting, and I was the one who confessed to being horsey, but actually it irritates me. When I was a school, because I rode, I was always considered horsey - and was always the but of any jokes relating to horses and I've always hated it. There's more to me than that. In this crap marriage I am fighting to find some sense of self and selfworth, so promise me no more horse references and maybe tomorrow I'll tell you about my silly little dream. I know money isnt everything but I've been so poor once in my life, that now I have some money, I've very reluctant to let it go. I know that makes me shallow and I also know that if I fell completely and properly in love, that money wouldn't matter, but it does at the moment. And I did once love my husband to the point of distraction and I still cant believe that that love has gone away, just faded and disappeared. I dont know that I would ever trust my judgement again. I'm sorry to admit it, but I think if I married again, money would have to be involved. Sorry. Scribbo xxx (see I remembered).

If you want a laugh, see my little bit called Driving the Old Girls.- it's absolutely true I can assure you.. I havent stopped laughing about it this afternoon.

Scribbo - that was nice. Okay, I'll stop teasing. We're an hour ahead of you here and I've had a helluva day what with my kids and my bank manager and all. I'm ready to roll into kip now and enjoy my usual 8 hours of dreamless slumber. Let's talk tomorrow. If I do dream, I hope it'll be about you.
Bri

Ok. I'll head off to bed too. I couldnt sleep for eight hours if I tried! Five I can manage! Yes, lets talk tomorrow sometime. Scribbo x

Hi Matey, I've got to go and start getting tarted up for my girly day out with Jan. I need to straighten my hair - I hate it if it tries to go wavy. And I need to put some make up on otherwise Jan, whose taller than me and blonde will outshine me! Can't have that!

I'm looking forward to today so much. We planned it three weeks ago and had to put it on hold. I've got to be more cheerful today too, last week when I went round Jan's place she was horrified to see how unhappy I was. And I cry at the drop of a hat, so I cant dwell on it, even though I've already managed to have a row with hubby this morning, so I need to get into a different mindset. I've played this game of being the happy, well off, well cared for little wife for so long, you'd think that I would have got it perfect by now. But sadly, now I've admitted that I have a problem it keeps coming back to smack me in the face. However, that's enough moaning for anyone. So I'm going to go and get showered and beautified. Catch you later. I'll see if I can get into some mischief in Tetbury (where we're going) today and tell you about it later! Heaps of hugs and love. Scribbo xxx

Have a nice day, as they say across the pond.Brian

I will, but is that all you've got to say to me today?