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

i thought you might.

Promise to keep what I'm about to tell you a secret?

It's nothing serious, but I still don't want the surprise to be spoiled...

Ah, screw it. I'll tell you anyway.

O.....n....wedne sdayredem....ption....thelastcom....esout....

And I always like to ask people before I include them in the story, so would you object being mentioned in it?

ooh! sorry, hon. your secret is safe with me, especially since it made no sense to me.

and i would not object a bit.

Yay!

sea, I'm dying the death of salesfrood, and living the life of a lost musician, and failed dreamer...

How are you doing today?

lol, i'm okay... rehearsal got out early, so i'm terribly happy about it.

why are you "dying the death of salesfrood, and living the life of a lost musician, and failed dreamer"?

Good to hear you're doing well...

I've always liked the ring of, "Death of a Salesfrood."

I'm a failed dreamer because the chances of my dreams coming true are bleak.

And I am lost as a musician. I don't know why, though...

I'm off to bed.

Night, sea.

night, hon!

sea, guess what!


I've become the Knight Supreme Commander of the Stars of S*P*A!

And I don't know what that really implies, but I guess it means something along the lines of my having to jump in front of bullets or waffles shot in your general direction, open the door for you, act chivalrous in your presence, write love sonnets about how hoopy you are, attempt to get along with the rest of the members of S*P*A (which is actually much harder then you'd think), kick the @$$ of the guy who keeps on hitting on you in bars after you tell him to stop, also kick the @$$ of those who grab your @$$, get your coffee, brush your teeth, massage your feet, and offer my musical abilities whenever you feel the need to be entertained!

.......so when are you moving in?

you have no idea how great that sounds...

now if only i could convince a certain someone down the hall to be like that... *sigh*

but let's not get melancholy! hooray for the Knight Supreme Commander of the Stars of S*P*A!!!!!!!!!!

*flollops like a wild mattress*

I already have moved in, my dear, and made a home out of your bathtub

Of course, I do shield my eyes and dive out of the closest window when you come in to take your shower. I figured it wasn't in my job description to have my eyes blessed with your royal seaness' naked truth...



Shhhhhhhh!
Someone's listening!

*grabs towel and stealithily approaches the door*

*gasps and peeks at door*



*whispers* who is it?

*flings open the door, pounces, and lands right on top of...

Your roomate.



Should I let her in?