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

*waggles butt in a dragonfly-like fashion*

shall we dance?

Shall I get involved, or do what I do at parties IRL--Either attach myself to the person I know best, or go perch somewhere, nurse a or , and enjoy watching everyone *else* get ? Of course, there's not *too* many people here *yet*...

What a swell party this is I've been sleeping and it's still going, I'm rested now and can probably go and get some smiley face thingy me bobs. Anyone want any nuts or stuff like that.

Amy if someone switched on the light I'd be able to see what you look like and do my party trick (don't worry it doesn't involve projectile vomit -gross)

What a swell party this is I've been sleeping and it's still going, I'm rested now and can probably go and get some smiley face thingy me bobs. Anyone want any nuts or stuff like that.

Amy if someone switched on the light I'd be able to see what you look like and do my party trick (don't worry it doesn't involve projectile vomit -gross)

I'm not drunk, though I sometimes wish... I just pressed the button twice... sigh

Hi Amy, care to dance with me?

*puts on music for aregentine tango*


Dancer

No, that's OK, I'll just watch...*sip* I'm not very coordinated... And I wouldn't want to give you any papercuts...

A slight variation on the "where's Wally" theme "where's Ottox?"

Choir practice, I believe...

Oh! thanks, I miss him/her.

I prefer Oragami classes myself since the Apathetic Meeting house closed

*edges away from Skelligsbro*

Well, I'm nowhere near a perfect shape for origami, since I'm woman-sized and shaped... And my arm's just taped on (though as a sentient sheet of paper, I seem to be healing...)...

*follows the paper lady in a non threating manner singing ... Paper Roses* I hope Tom isn't listening !

Oh, I didn't edge far! You must have gone to my page, to know who Tom is...

either that or I'm psychic, sadly it's the former... what a busy life you lead... i've been planning to get a bit more spontenaiety into my life

don't look at my words too closely they wobble and sometimes get in the wrong place, some people think I can't spell

*skelligsbro follows Amy, being very careful of her arm, thankful that Light has miraculously reattached it, to the food table*

How did you know I was bringing a load of mufflewhumps to leave on the food table? That is why you're following me, right? *Gratified at the evidence that not only did Skelligsbro read my space, she obviously followed links!*

Mufflewhumps are just about my all time favourite virtual food and they are non fattening, what more could you ask for ?

*Being the gentle-man he is Skelligsbro excuses himself politely, bids Amy a fond farewell and promises to visit real soon, (not to America as New Zealand is such a long way away) but to her page, and also promises to leave an encouraging message. The call of real food is too strong to ignore, it's breakfast time in NZ*

Keep the party going in my absence talk amongst ....... yourself?

Oops, I see I got the pronoun wrong...Sorry... (I could have sworn you signed one of your journals 'Bridget'...)

*Tangoes with himself, wishes Dragonfly was here*


Dancer

*talks to Amy really quickly as I'm running in and out quickly*

*gives SMoB a quick as she rushes by*