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

Toss up between King Adora, Smashing Pumpkins and the Smiths. I'd say King Adora, but just because I tell everyone to buy the King Adora album.

You've got a good chance of seeing Tara Palmer Tompkinson at the Priory, which I think is rather a good reason to avoid the place.

To earn more money, why not try some busking (playing the greatest hits of Kajagoogoo) alongside a card that says "If you give me enough money, I'll stop playing". You'll make a fortune. That wasn't meant to be an insult, by the way (except to Limahl).

The internet line is also the fax line in our office, which causes trouble when people phone up and say "I've been trying to fax you for the last half hour!" and mum says "Jennifer, you're only meant to be on the internet at lunchtime. LUNCHtime. It's ten o'clock in the morning."

Speaking of which, there are faxes which need to be sent. Aaaargh!

Ok, ok, you work...fine...

Right, the URL:
http colon slash slash castrator dot homestead dot com slash files slash tyers dot jpg
Bwahahahaha.
I am so very |337. Or something.
Now that should work, but if it doesn't, well...arse.

If you want, I'll stick your pic on my webspace, just e-mail it.

And get King Adora stuff, you uncouth slob.

Aaaaah, they were sooooo fab on Sunday! And I got a new 'Shake My Body Loose' top!

The Strokes and Green Day were rather ace as well. And i had on my burgundy fishnets...

And it was sunny!!!!! Yay!

Sounds fantastico.
I should have gone, but I'm a fool.
Aaaaah.
Anyway, I'm pleased you enjoyed yourself.

Yours,
Castrator.

Why did you not go??? I thought you would have been there and I was looking for you at KA. You know, my cousin who was technically meant to be looking after me wouldn't 1) let me down the front for King Adora or 2) at least go to the right hand side of the stage to see Robbie. And she insisted on slagging them off constantly. Grrrrr . It was still brilliant though. And they finished with Scream And Shout instead of Suffocate like they usually do. Didn't play Supermuffdiver though .

I know a few people who went, they said King Adora "Were weird" and that Maxi said something about them being a "homosexual rock group".
I have no idea.
When's the next gig type thing involving King Adora? For I must attend.
And by the sounds of it you saw my pic, so you know what I look like(otherwise it would be pointless looking for me). Ick. Face. Bad. Ick.

What an evil cousin. How can she not like the glorius King Adora?

And my friends are getting slightly worried that my vocabulary seems to now consist of "King Adora" "Maxi" "Robbie" "Dan" "Mr Eybrows" "Martyn" and "You look just like/doesn't he look just like...".

My friends consistantly have no taste. Though, they like the Manics. And anything Welsh.

Odd...

Yours somethingorother,
Castrator.

Strangely enough, that's all my vocabulary has consisted of, except with the inclusion of " from h2g2 says...". My friends are all going mad. They won't talk to me anymore.

And yes, I did see you're photo.

Louise said that she saw Maxi walking about later in NO MAKE-UP and NORMAL CLOTHES. Aaaaaaah.

Ma...Ma...Ma...Maxi...with no makeup?
She's obviously a lying scumbag. Or horribly, horribly truthful.

What did he look like? I'm now very interested in what he looks like when "normal".

I'm the same with people in the forum I regularly go to.
"AVV said something very funny the other day."
"Who?"
"AVV, it's his name, it's his initials."
"Christ..."

And so on.

Yours somethingorother,
Castrator

Well, she said he still looked weird because of his girly haircut. But I don't think she actually paid that much attention to him except to take note to gloat at me as possible.

Well, she said he still looked weird because of his girly haircut. But I don't think she actually paid that much attention to him except to take note to gloat at me as soon as possible.

Argh! She is truly eeeeeevil!

Yours somethingly,
Castrator.

Ooooh, there's a scottish King Adora-fan picnic happening soon (haven't decided on date or location yet) but they're taking the numbers just now, so if you want to go and meet other glittery lunatics then e-mail [email protected], cos he's organising it I think. I've already said i'm probably going, and i'm going to try and get Chloe to go as well...

Sounds interesting, I'll think about it.

Yours somethingly,
Castrator

So far the dates are 15th-19th October, going camping at Loch Lomond. There's not much chance of me being able to do that, but I'm sure I can skive off for a couple of hours to go and see people.

Erk. I doubt I'll be able to make that, shame...
Ach well.

Yours somethingly,
Castrator

Aaaaaah! My mates were all on tv last night on the GOTG coverage just before KA came on
Got my uni timetable: earliest lecture is at 11am! Yessssss! Extra 2 hours sleep!
I think i've gone bonkers. Sorry

I...I...I forgot to watch it! I'm sorry...but a friend has taped it and will lend me it soon(hopefully).

I kind of avoided TV yesterday as every channel was intent on telling us about the plane thing in America.
Bah.

Uni thing - good. It means you have time to (Sort of) recover from all those headaches you get from drinking lots, as you are a student and it's probably the law to get drunk all the time. Or something.

Insanity, it's a great way to escape.

Yours,
Castrator

My god, I cannot drive. My feet are too small to keep my heel on the floor when i'm putting my foot down on the pedals so I can't judge the pressure accurately and I keep forgetting about the damn handbrake. Waaaaaaah! I can go forwards, backwards and stall the car in at least 7 different ways without trying. That's when it's not rolling down a hill.
Oooh, I got white fluffy angel wings. They are so lovely

I may or may not be trying the driving thing. Depends on how much I actually care. I'll end up doing it at some point, though...probably...
Keep at it though. Or wear huge shoes.

Angel wings - Nice.

Oooh, I'll be going to the open day thing at Glasgow tomorrow, just to see what I'll be missing when they won't accept me. God, that's depressing.

Yours,
Me.