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

So: first journal entry mediocre: a feeble laugh in the face of a heartfelt despair. Second: salubrious; romantic late night with glass of strangely heavy white wine; peering over glasses meant for long distance and unsure whether the computer screen counts as long distance or not; a mixture of soy and Worcester sauces stains my shirt of duck egg blue - bought because it's the same colour as the underside of a Mk II Spitfire: if my Airfix days taught me nothing else, they taught me my fashion sense and precision toenail painting.

I had a nice conversation with Red Petunia earlier about the reluctance of modern computers to be put to bed - no blanket over the cage for this squawking nuisance - and if I knew how, I'd provide some sort of link for Petunia but I remain merely a nodding acquaintance with technology (I simply don't trust it, you see, but I'll grin and make with the friendlies and use the blighter for what I can get out of it with the least effort on my part), but thanks anyway Petunia, I enjoyed that. I've been wary, since signing up or joining on the other day, of butting into people's conversations, especially to tug at their virtual sleeves or hems and say (with my own series of expectorant hems)'come and talk to me'. Do most of you find that strange? - or do you relate this thing to real life too? (and there was I trying to avoid real life). And to think when I was a child on holiday I'd set out to meet new youngsters and say to them 'hullo, I'm spimcoot, can we be friends?'. Worked most of the time, too. Hh.

But what of the salubriety? Quite right, quite right, though I knew when I sat down to type this that I would adopt the guise of the disenchanted writer slightly sozzled. It *is* my favourite guise, mark you; I find it hides the real disenchanted writer slightly sozzled within. But will I be embarrassed on the morrow to read this slightly sober? Hopefully, yes.

And I'll drink to that.

Don't dismiss it with hindsight eh?

No, quite. I find, on the contrary, that I'm embarrassed that more of my entries aren't this well written.

Can't wait for your return. xx