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

So who is he now?

And where?

And most importantly, why?

and also Do we Care...................................

We care a lot!

(©1985 Faith No More)

its a dirty job but someones got to do it

whats a dirty job.................

*breaks cover*

That's a quote from Faith No More's 'We Care A Lot', a splendid song if ever there was one.

*is off again, in an enigmatic kind of fashion*

COME ON YOU SLAGS!

I'll have you know I'm a tart.... not a slag... well maybe just a bit slaggy.... I just got more post delivered for Lord Lucan wish he'd come and collect it all

This is copied from a reply to an email to Evadne Cake earlier, with the swearing taken out. Context: last week I was diagnosed moderately to sverely depressed. I declined medication (if I'm going to take something that plays wit the head I want it to make me intensely tingly or seriously horny or both) and time off (the last thing I need is to be spending more time on my own).

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I'm OK cheers. Had a drunken rant in the AViators Yahoo group the other night, then left the group (but hopefully not the AViators themselves) and decided to give the place a break for a bit.

In other news: I've decided to change jobs. After progressing quite well over the last few years (in experience if not in rank & pay) I've now ended up literally back where I started. Fleck that. I'm too bloody good for that place and ain't going to let it hinder dealing with the depression (work has been the primary cause and then they've the bleedin' cheek to try and discipline me for attendance and 'performance' issues!) Anyway, I'm compiling a new CV and am somewhat staggered by what I've done over the last couple of years, even if my current employers are blind to it. It'll be their loss. I'm trying to stick within the Civil Service, partly for the pension and partly so I can carry on the PCS Proud regional rep bit.

I've also decided that it's about bleedin' time I made some more music (writing a little ditty for the AViators got me back in the mood.) As a result I now have slapper's thumb and popper's finger: I really shouldn't get so carried away!

Also, I'm now Front Line Support on a (EDIT) site, and seem to be among the most popular of people on another one! All good for the ego!


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So then, there ya' go.

>>intensely tingly<<

Want some morphine?

As for the other requirement... sorry mate, not my area of expertise!

Keep smiling

At the risk of getting all serious...

My job was the main cause of my depression. I now have a new job and I've never felt better. Good luck making the change.

can I have some morphine please if Roymondo doesn't want it?

Ill> I'm sure it'd make me feel less honest....

That slag thing was a crypticish reference to the twin album I Care Because You Do

Hope you can find a less evil job.

Me too!

Jobs have this annyonung habit of making you depressed.......... so sod it and bugger working

I tried that not working thing. It sucks. I know at least one other person in this thread ended up doing the not working thing and found it sucked too, though one doesn't realise how bad it sucks at the time. One ends up thinking that life sucks, which is a bit unfair on life. Life's good but makes a damned fine impression of sucking sometimes.

Suck it and see ... that's what I always say.

Re: 98.

I think he means me and yes, it does.