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

I wonder what archaic tradition people are supposed to do on New Years day...I mean...isn't New Years Eve the big thing?

Hangover hmm Nah don't want one thanks, never had one before, though for a while uni I tried very hard most days but never could get a hangover of my own, I just took pleasure in mocking other peoples
Unless waking up still drunk counts as a hangover ?

Math - Normalicy is an illusion waiting to be shattered.

It is mostly food on New Years Day, there are good luck meals. Another thread started up on that, foods differ in regions.

There is a tradition, something to do with coal, isn't it?

A friend who was originally from Scotland told me about the coal thing. It is apparently called "first footing" someone and is supposed to represent a friendly gesture from a neighbour during wintry weather - not that 1 lump of coal would actually help much!

Ah, that's it. Not that we get wintry weather here any more. Just rain.

SEF you still have left?Got any to spare?

Incog.less

Oh Incog, what a disastrous situation to be in. However, the best I can do on h2g2 is send you virtual . I haven't found a way to upload GIFs or MIDs onto h2g2, let alone real chocolate. It would probably get stuck somewhere down the phone line. My modem gets quite hot.

By the way, none of my real chocolate supplies are spare in the sense that I couldn't get round to eating them myself eventually (and not an eventually which is very distant in time either)! It is my staple diet after all. So a large percentage of my food cupboard space is devoted to it. Many of my kitchen cupboards are actually full of my art materials though.

My first words of 2003:

"Another year, another tax return."

I'm still working on some HTML cheats for the file restrictions...

I think my first words of 2003 were "F**king shut up!"...

First words were very simular to those, after deiscovering we had missed the new year by a few minutes, because the pub we were in couldn't be bothered to play the pips, or whatever, at the stroke of Midnight; I left, soon as I found out, and went somewhere else, for the next nine hourse, to drink and be merry and smoke and things I feel tired, must be all this new years stuff; went to the pub at 2 this afternoon, just got back, boared, tired, boared, sobre

2legs is baaaack!

Praise the !!!!

We asked about nighthoover; no luck : but I do think it convinced them i was as stoned asand as drunk and as drunk and as drunk as i was which is the nighthooverly way gnight, need my beauty sleep; you know? bak sat full time again