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

Waiting for decisions
Waiting for an apartment
Waiting for jobs
Waiting for my own determination to come back

Waiting can be a exhausting condition.
So please bear with me.
I'm not in the mood to write much.
At the moment I don't even want to write at all.
It's really , I know.
It's even uncooperative.
That's the reason for this explanation:
I don't want you to wait for me.
I'll be back, I promise.

*waves to flohchen*

alec.

...*begins building a shrine to Floh's big shower sceen...*

No man (or woman... Can I skip this "political correctness"? It's slowing this speech down. Assume "man" refers to humans as a species, rather than the male gender. Anyway...).

No man can control his fate. We are destined to walk a path that is predetermined. Paths meet and separate over time. Some run along together for a long time, others only briefly. All that we can be sure of is that should we really wish it, our paths will cross again.

In short, get your arse back here quick!

...*shoots Wargamer's soapbox from beneath him with a Stinger Missle...*Shooo...go away. You stiffle my, my, you...I, er,
Shooo!...*reloads Stinger...*

**Whistling a happy tune** (As one should. Whilst waiting.)

**Startled by whistling stinger**

(Whistles)(Badly) Leaning on a lamp-post at the corner of the street, in case a certain little lady passes by...

*Sits and waits with floh by the bus stop of life*

So, are you back? Are you?

Yeah
But just for some minutes
We don't have an internet-connection yet and I'm just sitting in the students' council office of my former university.

So a bit more waiting and some good news, eh?

Exactly
And how are you?

Hey! Glad you're back Floh! Too many of my friends here have left...

I am doing quite average. Exept that the winter came back here and ... Well, the *and* bit is in my latest journal.
I am working at the new place and it is much better than my old one.

...*etches a 'W' onto the end of the stinger...*

...*licks finger...sticks it up...figures the direction of the wind & the knots...waits...resting missle launcher on tree branch...*

*is back, so happy that she es everyone**

Do you want to talk about it?

Geez Floh...I thought we had all that w*rked out.

Let's all have a drink to celebrate.

Talk about what, Hati


Worked out, Pan