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

hmm...why does my entry from 2 days ago say yesterday?
bah, anywho i was late to class to day for I stopped to tango with myself in the mirror. Always a bad decision. Wishle washel, I'm going to my parents home this weekend to rest my bones and cower due to the approach of a grotesque holiday. EEK! it shall not be mentioned by name. I'm very disheveled (sp?) in all senses of the word. I think I'm going to go home, buy a 40 and sit on my porch and harass the neighbors. That always lifts my spirits......

what is your eyeball secreting? my eyeball was secreting all sorts of yucky stuff before christmas and wasn't being secretive abut it at all.
I need to go see my mum too, but I don't think I'll have the chance for ages. or to smoke pot.

The blue mascara doesn't like to speak about it but sometimes it ends up being secretive... I remember your eyeball secretion problems... my fabulous parents gave me money and washed my clothes AND to TOp it OFF I got to smoke pot with my family and be escorted back to albany by my sisters' lesbian entourage...it was very amusing and not secretive at all...

The blue mascara doesn't like to speak about it but sometimes it ends up being secretive... I remember your eyeball secretion problems... my fabulous parents gave me money and washed my clothes AND to TOp it OFF I got to smoke pot with my family and be escorted back to albany by my sisters' lesbian entourage...it was very amusing and not secretive at all... To bad you don't get to see your mom and smoke pot at the same time....that would be very time efficient.

that's what I try to tell her but she's just too socially conditioned. I'm glad your time at home was good. I have at least got some green stuff of luxurious density and stickiness so that problem is solved but finding an opportunity to go home is still a challenge.
I'm getting baptized next month and I can't wait...

Hmm.. congrats on the shticky stuff....oh how it is adored.... What in jumping jehosaphats are you getting baptized for and into what. Is is the capoeira??? You've puzzled me. By all effects I think you put that last statement there just to pique my interest. Please don't say you are going Catholic! eek.

yes it's capoeira. it's not religious in any way but whn you've been doing capoeira for a certain length of time your miestre decides you're ready and then he takes you to a group of other miestres who proceed to kick your arse and then bestow a portugeuse nickname on you which is your capoeira name. it's usually something to do with your game (an animal that your playing style resembles for instance) or some idiosyncracy you might have.
I don't know what mine is going to be yet.

haha that scared you. don't worry if I was going to go religious it wouldn't be christian.

That's a relief I thought I lost another one over the sharp edge of christianity. Ah, so I see....what would you like your name to be, they should take it from how good you take an ass whoopin. Your name will now be cries like a little girl, daniel-son. Hmm...interesting.

luckily no miestres live in new zealand so it will just be some of the big maori guys who have already graduated who will be completely wasting me. my teacher is a professore which is a bit below miestre in the scheme of things but his teaching is condoned by his miestre in berkeley.
I am quite intrigued as to what I'll be called.

I'm sure it will be nice and transcendental...So is the baptism the reason you have to go on tour??? When are you going to take of on your great adventures..so I won't sit here writing to myself everyday?

not till august, so I've got 6 months of hard out saving before then, but since I'll be doing a whole lot of emailing while I'm away you won't have to talk to yourself (besides you can always talk to the monkey)

Aye, the monkey, he knows the pain...Well, thas cool, you have sex months of hard out saving before then.

no either you have my profession confused or you are australian. although I feel like a whore working for the corporate cannibals, I am not being f****d in the literal sense...

I may have been masquerading as an australian, a confused australian as a matter of fact, for a bit, it comes and goes, in flashes you know, but the doctors say I'll get better. However, I may have confused your profession, the whole time I was assuming you were a postal concubine in new zealand, being f****d in the literal sense, as your job. I thought you got paid on online hours or something. It's very vague, you must be doing something and I can only assume the worst!

there are not many people employed in that role in the new zealand post office, but probably a few corporate boffins have them. thankfully I am not one.
the online hours are just a bonus like the erasers and ballpoint pens I am in the hobby of stealing.
(in fact having my wallet stolen the other night was probably a massive karma buildup from years of stolen office supplies)