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

_Maybe someday someone will come along and read all of this, and what will they think? All these little messages from little people to out H2G2 friends who don't quite exist yet... Oh, sure, there are circles and all, small groups who have come together under the awesome might of Douglas Adams nose for a greater good, but most go alone for a very long time. Some 30,000 users I think it says on the front page. Well. Maybe if I write sex a whole bunch people will get me in their searches and stop on by. I guess I won't do that then.

_Eventually I hope to have a web page up doing jopurnaling. Not this journaling, a more abstaract and graphical journaling combining aspects of what I'm listening to and what I'm thinking in one large non-sequetorial stream-of-consciousness rant that will be regarded someday as something appropriate for the bottom of a cyber-parrots cage. Life goes on, and so do we... just how wwe do it is no mystery.

_As I stated so clearly above, Monday has found me again. When I woke this morning for the first time I looked at the clock, whcih read 5:14, and I sighed a dismayed sigh and went back to sleep knowing that the alarm would sound soon, at 5:30, and Monday would have me in its terrible grip, and then Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday... you get the point.

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_Yeah, I think that last one summed it up. Until this evening, I say to you, you being no one, good day.

Fear not - you aren't the only person thinking "if there are 30,000 people in this place, how come none of them are coming to visit me". Last week I was going to people's pages (by typing in random researcher numbers), and reading through them. To be honest, yours was the only one that I remembered, partially because you signed off saying "I say to you, you being no one, good day", so I had to come back and prove you wrong


Best wishes, seasons greetings, and cheers,

Req

And strangely enough, as I have been distracted by the real world, your proof that I was wrong fell on the ears of me, me being nobody. Ironic... at least it was until just now.

Yeeesss... I see. I think