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

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PS (Pre-Script). (For everyone who has no idea what's going on)Yesterday my alter ego deliberately attacked nim the cat's alter ego by lauchnig a lot of "PS."s (actually, Most of them were harmless Pre-Scrips). In return, as an act of retaliation,she (still her alter ego) first declared somethnig called a"PS. War" in h2g2, then launched back just one tiny "PS.". As a result,now in depths of my cave, at 3 AM I am licking and healing my wounded wings (SOB!). And now here she says she is sorry, and just after that throws not just another "PS.", but a "PPS." as well! That's not fair! after all, I'm a proud . Maybe it takes time for me to gather my courage and come out of the dark again,but... I'll be back!

PPS (Pre Post script). Does geniva convention says anything about "PS. Wars"?

PS. AUUUCH!

PPPS. I thought that THAT one PS would have had enough force to catapult you out of your chair - but not that you would go into hiding! Did it scare you SO much? (innocent ).

PPS II. Well, How about it?

/In the dark of the night, at 9:30 PM, a small dark hole is mingled in the darkness of... whatever. A Shaking thin Still apears. Not all of him, just his nose.turns her ears around with cautious. suddently he sees/hears sothing. it's an "Esmesho Nabar"!...But, no need to worry. it's a mingled in the darkness of...wahtever. the is ready to say something.../

How about WHAT?

/WHOOSHHHH!! The sinks in the deapths of the cave... but if you listen very carefully,you can hear something faint...a fainting is making a sound like a PS. It says.../

PS. Still jittering!

PEWS (Pre-Emergency-Whatever-Script)./The (Not so any more) comes out of the cave bravely. [you are kidding!] It's cloudy. (Which has got nothing to do with what we are saying here.)/


MT (Main-Script ). I Feel so . I was in a suspended animation before 10 PM, and remaind there for 10.5 Hrs. It proves how lethal that PS impact could be. When I looked at the previous reply, I became a ! What had I done? That can be interpretad as a Trully Impolite Joke. So the Thin Fainting annaunces that The real meaning of the word "Hole"...No, skip it... the word "Whatever" ...NO! Forget it. it's just Going to be worse and worse .

/WOOOSH! The Thin Fainting escapes to hiding again, without even leaving a simple PS. behind, before really fainting.(According to Zoology text books, Thin Bats, especally when they are , prefer to faint in solitude./

Hi.
Can you help me please? I feel I'm trapped in an alien dimention. well, that's stupid. I logged out (by mistake, of course) and when I logged in, I was just a simple Researcher 162045! I think I entered the right password, but now I must have have two IDs, with a single E-Mail Address. It's so painful to be in someone else's body that you don't know.

Hi, Believe me,it's me "SAILORNIM" !!!

/No chance! She won't believe it !

Hi, Believe me,it's me "SAILORNIM" !!!

/No chance! She won't believe it !

/inside is a note reading;
"take a deep breath,log out, then log in again as falern. if you don't remember your password, there is a button somewhere, and they'll send you a letter to your e-mail for verification. some people around here have several identities on purpose, so don't worry.

PS. My server stopped functioning and came on-line just half an hour ago.
PSSS (Post-Script-Security-System): this note will detonate NOW!")

KABOOOM!

Poof! I was trully scared.

PPS (Poor-Post-Script). I guess John woo had warned Tom Cruise about the Glasses. But no one warned me. So my Eyes exploded as well!

But never mind. The needs a Pair of leather wings , and a pair of (still hopefully not ) ears.

/Sorry if you hear echos in the sound of . He still hus not guts to show up, so he is still hiding in the deapths of the cave, and is shouting./

If that is for me, I won't accept it for now. After all, we are in the middle of "PS War I", and i've got sevier damages. how can I be sure it's not a trap, so when I come out, you Throw me another CPS(Cluster-Post-Script)? when you are hiding from the clutches of just Nim of a Cat, how can you trust a suspicious ?

PPS PS(Post-Just a simple Post-Script to: PPPS (Post-PANIC-Pre-Script). I'm Back!).What did I tell you? something is in the Box!

My ears are burning!
*reads backlog*
Hmmmmmm OK, my name just cropped up in the conversation.
*waves to nim & Falern*
~GB~
ps. Do you want a link to my candle?
pps. *waves to the *other* Researcher who appeared in the middle there*
ppps. *waves bye bye to the Researcher number who is now in h2g2 oblivion*

Here's a (Sorry! bad accent. please read it "Rosebud") for the gentle GB. May she protect me against nim's PS attacks. Please be Careful. These PS impacts hurts much. I Know!
Keep your head down.

I leave the candle matter to nim's capable clutches. although we're at war, but we have kept our diplomatic channels operational.

Err... is there a way to kill that unwanted ID?

PS. should I apologize for this mess?

Nim, R U there? See the box please.

Which box?

PS. I am writing now very important message please reply soonest.

nim

I just got your "short" letter - about 4 hours after I send mine ... what's wrong with these servers?

PS. Sorry, PS department still on the sick list.

I swished through your mail, got hanged three times and now am at page 46.

Who will tell GB?

PS. will probably reach page 80 before this gets through - if I'm lucky ...

You tell her. after all, you are the reporter.


PS. How many pages? that must me much more than that. that's what we call MDPS. (Mass-Destruction-Post-Script)

BTPS (By-The-Post-Script.[Ling ago it was BTW]). Please don't forget & .

Dear GB,

it might interest you that the first meeting of h2g2 researchers in Theran/Iran took place yesterday, 6th of December 2000, under the aegis (is that the correct word?) of my mother.

The means of recognition were traditional h2g2: falern brought me a copy of "The Hitchhikers Guide to the Galaxy: A Triology in Four Parts", I brought a "Discover" Magazine with the title story of what to do with the moon. We also exchanged some books.

We were first at a coffeeshop where my mother stood us 2 (she and falern), 2 pieces of chocolate pie (falern and me) and 1 orange juice (me). Later we went to a computer mall, where they drank tea and I had a virgin mary .

Unfortunately, the meeting was short because I had influenza this week and am still not up to sitting or walking very long.

A longer report of the meeting will come soon - when I have finished reading the HHGG (Won't be long though - I am now at page 516 my head! my eyes!) and when we have agreed to how to write it.

Well, that's it.