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

I blame 2legs for the computer I'm expected to work on, which has 256MB of RAM, a sticky ball mouse, a scratched CRT monitor (4:3, but set to a 16:9 resolution so everything is skewed) and a processor not capable of opening the two programs I need simultaneously. (I'm writing this from the netbook, rather than compound the problem by opening a browser over there.)

The end of another relationship.

I blame 2legs for the bacon and rump steak I bought on impulse in the butchers... and for my not having the necessary other ingrediants to do with the steak, tonight, for dinner, what I want to do with it I also blame 2legs for it being cold outside and my having to go out tonight
I also blame 2legs for the near shock caused in me by a comment someone made in an private message to me, on err another website... I really didn't think there was much left in that* line of things to shock me... Its gotten my interest though

I blame 2legs for the fact that I have half a roasted squash going to waste, because I felt too queasy to eat it yesterday and got home too late today.

I blame 2legs for all the reading I need to get done before I can go to bed.

That wouldn't be so bad if it wasn't "must-do" reading.

I blame 2legs for all the things I want to do, and say with/to William tommorrow, when I see him for the first time in over a week the longest we've been apart since... well... just since...

most stuff

Only 'most'?!

I blame 2legs for spots

I blame 2legs for wishing I'd participated in NaNoWriMo this year making me plan my entry for next year already.

I blame 2legs for my pitiful low word count so far for NaNoWriMo.... half way through the month, or more, and I've got over 30000 words to go I blame 2legs for my not having written a word for it in over a week now
I also blame 2legs for floundering plots, weak storeylines, and insufficient character development, and for the hoover factory still being a weak point in the storey, and for the strange sexual tension between the cross dressing detective, and pottsy and the bloke who cross dresses who pottsy hangs out with, and the as yet scant role of the lycra clad, Fender-stratocaster weilding guitarist from slough... and, for a lack of inspiration I also blame 2legs for the threat of my NaNoWriMo storey this year, being serialised in the post on h2g2 once its written and edited

I blame 2legs for the fact that a tale of crime and suspense I wrote is going to be published in early December. It's an anthology of the eight winning short mysteries from a contest, and all the stories are set in my hometown.

I especially blame 2legs for the preposterous fact that I did not win first prize, because my daughter, the Baristasista, did. How could he!

That seems so unfair... Do, or did you and your sister ever fight?

I blame 2legs for my being all clean, showered, shaved, and smooth and moisturised... and for William coming round in about an hour I also blame 2legs for the bacon in my fridge being so tempting right about now...

You're doing NaNoWriMo 2legs? Do they allow smileys?

I blame 2legs for Professor Elemental being absolutely spiffing chaps.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0iRTB-FTMdk

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I blame 2legs for this 'ere chilli chocolate not having the slightest whiff of chilli about it. And that if they'd taken the time to ask Malabarista, she could have taught them how to *really* combine chilli and chocolate.

I blame 2legs for King Bomba

I blame myself for Malabarista.

I blame 2legs for all the people who haven't seen the Announcement F21546918?thread=8285371 yet.

I blame 2legs for a heavy head cold. And I blame him that it isn't that bad compared to what it might be.