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

I blame 2legs for a really long day.

I worked a full 8 hours, then went to ride the , then had to catch some escaped horses from another field and repair the fence, then went to dinner and a music practice at a friend's, then came back to pack my suitcase, and now I'm filling in job applications while I wait for the taxi at 2.30 to take me to the 3.00 bus to catch the 7.00 flight...

I blame 2legs for and . Workplace ergonomy is clearly substandard at the Uni Hospital

I blame 2legs for tiredness and bank holidays

I blame 2legs for the wonderful weather we've had this bank holiday. There hasn't been a drop of rain all weekend, and we've been able to make the most of it.

Hello 2legs,

I've fond memories of going round London with you and a bunch of folks with a camera, not winning the h2g2 meet competition. Can I blame that on you?

How are you?

Hi Long time no see - which I probably should blame 2legs for.

I blame 2legs for uncuddly Lair Cats, lack of available subs and genral boredom.

I blame 2legs for the lack of availible Masters/Mistresses/Dommes/Doms and for my making onion and poppy seed bread for the first time in ages; such a long time, in fact, that I forgot to autolyse the dough before adding the salt Mission rescue onion and poppy seed bread is therefore also my fault

I blame 2legs that I appear to have spent the better part of two hours talking on the phone about Anabaptists.

I blame 2legs for brilliant ideas that do the exact opposite of working.

I blame 2legs for annoying colleagues

I blame 2legs for bad nights sleep and for there not being any eggs left in the house

I blame 2legs for everything that happened in Vegas last week. And for my ripped suitcase, which has been to The Gambia, Orlando, and China, but didn't survive the transfer process in Gatwick (contents thankfully intact, amazingly)

poor suitcase

I blame 2legs for cats meaowing outisde err meowing outside, soudning like either some kind of demonic, satanic demony creature type thinggy, or a child being slowely murdered I also blame 2legs for Polish smoked ham

I blame 2legs for and for having some left over after home made pizzas last night which is bound to become cheese on toast

I blame 2legs for bacon, eggs, a frying pan, homemade onion and poppy seed bread, butter, and for the #baconHour and, for twitter hashtags
I also blame 2legs for it getting warm now, and my entheusiasm for mopping the kitchen floor having sunk lower than my own perverted nature on a particularly bad day

I blame 2legs for not telling Beatrice that what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas.

Which might be good since I'm not really sure what happened in Vegas 33 years ago...

Rule one of Vegas club, no one talks about Vegas club I blame 2legs for tuna, pasta salad... and for my having to go out soon

I blame 2legs for the Seven O'clock Slump.

I blame 2legs for there being no* beer, or alcohol in my house and my not having the energy to go to the really aweful pub nextdoor/up the road

I blame 2legs for having a pub (however awful) next door/up the road when my nearest pub is 78 miles away.