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

You don't mention white flowers. I like white.

I shall overlook the fact that 'gorgeous' has become 'large', because I have to admit that even if my feminine side came up to me and said 'Hi, my name's Sarah', I probably would not recognise her.

As far as philisophies are concerned, I always have Stendhal close to the surface:-

Nearly all our miseries in life come from false notions of what is happening to us. So, to judge events sanely is a great step towards happiness.

Discuss.

Forget that last bit. I am not in a serious mood. And anyway, you are dressed for frivolity.

Toker ~ hi gorgeous!

Me ~ frivilous? Well, maybe just a bit......sometimes. Red and white are nice together. How does that sound? But there's nothing to capture the mood so well when you're feeling down, as blue roses.

I love orchids in white. Fragrant flowers are the best. If they don't smell lovely, they lose half the appeal.

Thank you for sending me off to work with a smile on my face and a whistle on my lips. No wonder I had funny looks from the neighbours.

Red and white; done.

I am not familiar with blue roses. A friend of mine did, as part of her degree, a study of the flower industry; mostly exploitation of women and exposure to dangerous chemicals. Being a country girl, you have the benefit of flowers in their natural state. Here, us townies, see gloriously coloured flowers in the supermarket, but no sign of any scent. A crucial part of the experience has been lost.

I keep getting unstuck in time around here. Your last message was about 6 am here, but I guess you were not really up that early.

And if you could let me have a name to call you instead of JACGIATRF, it would please me no end.

I might have been up that early....I don't know. I didn't sleep well last night.

Forget the neighbours....just let them feel they've got something to be jealous about, but without knowing what! I gotta say, I prefer 'live' flowers to cut ones. But a few in the hair, or the occasional bouquet doesn't go amiss!

Names? I guess I could try something short and sweet like yours, but it doesn't do the job nearly so well. So, you can call me Rose I guess. Is that okay?

Red and white.....

'What's in a name? That which we call a rose
By any other name would smell as sweet'

Yes. When I leave the town, for the country. I'll be able to smell the flowers all around. Can't wait.

Does that mean I'm still sweet as JACGIATRF?

Come on, JACGIATRF, gipsy style red frock, red and white flowers in your chestnut hair. I tell you, there is a long queue here.

There's always a cute guy to be found, and that's okay until some other sweet girl comes by. I want something that will last. I wanna raise kids together, and be together till death do us part, like my folks. You have to get to know someone to be sure you want to spend your life with them, then suddenly it turns out they aren't the one, and it can be real painful. That's why I'm tryin not to look no more. Maybe some romantic notion, but I guess I want what mop and pop had.

Two girls, two boys. No more, no less. You fight with the girls and I beat up the boys. Traditional family.

I got two big brothers, and I guess they fought when we were kids, and teased me a bit, but we're a close family, though many miles apart now. My folks were really great parents ~ I think I had a pretty happy childhood. How about you?

Got it now. You are a balding pshyciatrist, dressing yourself up in girl's clothes.

Gee, it's just as well I erased the heartfelt comments I was going to make. You're strange.

Blown it. Again. And just when .....

'bye, then.