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

I don't know if it's hormones or early senility, but I've just broken a glass and nearly blew up a microwave, heating up a metal spoon in a bowl.
Neither was intentional!

You seem to have a case of what AmyP would call "preggie brain rot".

My old uni roommate told me about the first couple times she was expecting. She'd made out her list for the grocery store, bought everything on it, took it home and went to put everything away. Only then did she discover that she'd somehow fished the previous week's list out of her purse... and there were things on that list that you just don't buy every week, like teabags, flour and sugar! One would think she'd have noticed, but no...

So not only did she do this the *first* time she was pregnant, she also did it the *second* time she was pregnant! I haven't been in touch with her much since then, but it wouldn't surprise me if she did it with her third pregnancy too.


You're just a little distracted, that's all. Between taking care of a toddler, the off-centered feeling of being pregnant, and probably being very tired, the brain cells just don't function at full capacity.

The cure is childbirth.

Anything weird you do after that can be chalked up to post-partum hormones.

Hang on - I do things like that all the time, and I'm pretty certain I'm not pregnant!

me tooo.... like the time I spent a day trying to drill the hole in the wall to put up a coat rack.... before notciign I'd had the drill in reverse... or the time I lost the Hi Fi remote control, only to find it in the fridge (and no, I wasn't drunk on either those ocasions!)

That's it! I'm turning into a man!!!

Oh no! Could there be anythign worse?!

Well, if you're a pregnant woman turning into a man, it could be a bit confusing...
So I guess not.

It's really more a matter of being distracted and tired when you do things like that, and you have plenty to distract you and tire your out right now.

Well, maybe subconciously I want to damage my workplace.
We've been having so many problems here since we've started work, me and the other secretary, that is, that it's a trial to go to work in the morning, sometimes.
And I am tired, and nauseous all the time- I think it's 'coz of the iron I have to take now, and it ain't easy being me.

How are you, anyway?

Awww, sorry you're still not feeling too good. This too shall pass though. (Just not nearly soon enough, I'm sure.)

Doing ok here.

Amy+ just got back from visiting Clive the other day, and now we're gearing up to take both girls to uni within the next few days.

I thought Amy's finished Uni? Or am I mistaking her for Clive?

Clive is finished (Masters in Philosophy), Amy has one more semester to go. She was *supposed* to have finished in May, but it often takes more than 4 years these days... She's now a "super senior".

First year=Freshman
Second year=Sophomore
Third year=Junior
Fourth year=Senior

Anything beyond the 4th year getting your bachelor's degree is considered to be a super-senior.

I'm sure she's not super-happy about that...
Do they have any founded wedding plans, or are these early days yet?

No definite plans as such.

You know how it goes, gotta have job/jobs, be making money, etc, in order to convince the immigration authorities that you should be allowed to live in the same country after you're married. And getting married before you're allowed to live in the same country is just kinda pointless, isn't it?

So... they don't know where they're getting married, when they're getting married, or where they'll live after they're married.

But they *do* have a crockpot and lots of dishes! Oh and "various other bits and pieces", according to Amy. Oh, she says they have a George Forman Grill too. And a Sky box.

(If I sit here long enough, she might remember what else they have)

And a Swiffer.

And 2 kettles, each works in a different country.

Two DVD players, one for each country - oh and another multi-region one, but it only works in the UK.

Two TV's, one for each country.

(This could go on for quite a while...)

We're not sure about whether they have a toaster or not, Clive *used* to have one.




Anyhow, all they need is a couple of jobs, lots of money, and a place to live and put all that junk.

Well, it might be useful to decide on which country they want to even LIVE in before all that.... though I doubt there are many vacancies for English majors on this side of the ocean.