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

Briefly, oh tousled hair one! How are my favourite...er...Bristols?

Gotta go, back later.



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In...out...come baaaaaack!

OK, stop wanking! Here I am. (In, out indeed!) Sounds like you have some great resources for New Orleans. Too bad it's still a continent away for me...

(Excellent typo there - Freudian slip maybe?)

It's probably closer to you than me. I had a little look as to where you were on the map...nearer to the States than I thought. But yus, lots of resources...just have to keep it up in view of things...

I would be more enthusiatic, but I need some coffee...

s off to get some...Mmmm...

So you're wearing one of those new Freudian slips then.....

If you like. Actually. I'm remarkably dull looking tonight. In an army top w/safety pins in the holey arm and a pair of black cords (that are also falling apart)

*has now...*

Had family over so I'm fairly respectable. Not at all looking forward to work tomorrow. For one thing I'll be *in the field* for three days and therefore off line. For another it's a director I've never worked with before...

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Offline New director? Always fun. I need to dabble in the film world at some point. In my thirties I think. I am an excellent director.

Fairly respectable? Do expand on that...

Shirt and pants. *excellent director*- I'll be the judge of that (as should every DOP)


Thought I'd lost you to a parsnip for a few minutes there....

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Speaking about parsnips, it's time to eat! TTYL



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No no. I was doing a little editing on my up&coming Guide Entry...got lost in it for a while...

Heehee. I'll never get past the *Pants* meaning *trousers* thing...

PANTS ARE UNDERWEAR!

Why did you have your family over? Were there lots of little kiddies running around? Or was it a mild affair with a bottle of white wine?

[time difference -7 hours. Therefore these words are going back in time. How excellent.]

mmm

BLEURGH parsnips.

Vomitvomitvomitvomit.

Oh & I *AM* an excellent director. I have the best eye for shots and telling people how to do stuff.

Such detail.

Canglish again... gotta go to eat but the family was my daughters from my ex-marriage. NOW you can tell me how old I am!

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I was talking about the rude use of parsnips suggested in that thread

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Oh ya and they're 17 and....you guessed it- 18!

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I think there must be something wrong with me...I still (albeit in a fleeting way) find the concept of you slightly attractive.

*smacks her wrist*

Bad girl.
I don't know. Tsk.

Was it a nice day then? My day involved paper & being on here. I have to get back to writing tomorrow Piles and piles of dialogue.
Save me!

Pasnips? Ohhhh. I haven't got back to that thread yet...

s off to look.

And I reckon you are what...46-47? Not *that* old in man-flesh terms.

I've been called handsome by more than one lass. At 49 no less. You should look for someone less confusable with someone who could be your da. Not that I'm not incredibly complimented. As Sally says "You're as old as the person you're feeling...."



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As far as I know, the guy that donated half my DNA is younger *heehee*

I'll let myself have this illict crush though...forever to wander the earth searching for that perfect Canadian man with a camera on his shoulder *teehee*

I jest. I'm to meet Bob the Farmer on Friday. We live in the same city, move in the same circles, same-ish age, so we are meeting up and going drinking&clubbing. Fun. Hopefully I shall pull and therefore redeem all my dirty fantasies about older men on the belly of some young bloke who isn't wprthy of half of my attention...*sigh*

What a life.