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

maybe you should slay me with my another weapon, like one of those two shiny daggers you had earlier, break the cylce so I don't lose my soul.

By the way, how are you, Jadiefett?

*glowers*

Don't call me that... I'm fine. Tired, but that's nothing new. So I'm cool.

Hey, why does this have to end in death? It should be about the sport, not about who is going to get final blood. (Though I have to admit it's been quite fun going this far.) So here's an idea. I just posted in there and it's quite obvious that I'm starting to feel the effects of both pain and bloodloss. So you could oh, I don't know... Pretend to have a soul for once, take pity on me and end it like a gentleman? (Meaning without a death.)

And then we could go back to either my "room" or my "dining room" and you could get f*** drunk or whatever you wish, and I could sip at a bowl of espresso.

Or is that to civil for you...?

(That was nearly all sarcasm by the way. But I really don't think that would be a bad way to end it, and in truth I really have no want or need to kill you. I've gotten what I wanted, and that was more or less to rough you up a bit.)

Oh, I don't care that much right now. I am too tired, but I know that all I care about is writing. I do know that writing to you has been keeping me sharp, and I know I appreciate that. Its not always easy to convey complex ideas in words, and you have given me a lot more practice with that lately. Dueling was just a sidebar. I'll think about how we should end it later, because right now, I'm too tired to think about unimportant things like that. But I will say, that however we end it, keeping up with the corniness of how it has gone so far, should it not end with a bang? Because dueling and dialogue just has such a different feel to it. Oh well, I must go to temporary rest, and wake up later not refreshed but hopefully ready for the day.

...Call me mad, but you sound a trifle depressed. What seems to be the trouble?

Call you mad? Okay, YOU'RE MAD! Mad I tell you!

Okay, I can't argue that that was a very accurate ranting about my sanity, but that's beside the point.

How was your steak?

Oh, and why the hell aren't you on aim right now, eh?

*poke poke*

Hmmm, maybe I wasn't on because I wasn't home. You see, I tend to be online all the time with my cable modem, and AIM the program is usually running. Most of the time I'm doing something else, but it someone comes online that's important than I'll take my writing over to the computer and wrtie and type at the same time, as for the steak, it was good, butit was a little too red, and my stomach growled because of it.

Too bad about the steak. But curse you and crush you for letitng AIM run on it's own. lol

Anyway tho. So yeah, it looks like Firgon doesn't want to see Flogging Molly (he's more into metal than Celtic sea shanties, you see,), so I'm taking my friend Kevin (my absolute best friend in the whole wide world,), because he was the one who introduced me to Flogging Molly in the first place (So yes, Ric still gets shafted.). But I'm planning on syating in Firgon's dorm room that night, as the concert is in Fort Collins (which is where CSU is, and therefore where he goes to school) and my mother doesn't want me driving back the highway in the dark. That ought to be fun.

It's good that Ric stills gets the shaft, but I still think that Firgon should go with you to the concert, after all, how much time do the two of you get in the first place. It's good you still get to go with someone though, though I think you should have just tried to get Firgon to go to Flogging Molly, maybe you could have offered an incentive. *evil grin* But oh well, to each his own, and I hope you enjoy the concert.

...Firgon gets his incentive after the concert. But he's still not going... (lol) He can be really stubourn sometimes, but it's cool. I don't get to hang out with Kevin too entirely much so it ought to be fun.

oh well, however you want to do it, or not, hahahaha.

You sick f***...


ANYWAY! Yes! So this weekend is gonna be hell for Jade 'cos she has sushi with her japanese teacher Saturday and Flogging Molly Sunday and everything else. Bla bla bla.

(I just hope I get to sleep.)

You sick f***...


ANYWAY! Yes! So this weekend is gonna be hell for Jade 'cos she has sushi with her japanese teacher Saturday and Flogging Molly Sunday and everything else. Bla bla bla.

(I just hope I get to sleep.)

I'm a sick f***, and it took you how long to figure this out?

Oh no, I already knew that you were a sick f***, I just thought I'd remind you, that's all.

(Hjik is emotionally crushed, and the peasants rejoice)

Oh you poor thing...

As you now know, of course I won't kill you. But I think my resurrection will have to wait just for a moment, right now I have a lot of things on my mind in my personal life. I won't say that I haven't had time to post, because I have, but my mind has been occupied something awful, if you know what I mean. I find myself more than weary, now physically or due to lack of sleep, but this a time in my life when I need to hold myself up in strength, at least to a degree, and a lot of people that I barely know want to be my somebody to lean on. I can't help but wonder though, if they have alterior motives, and if so, what they might be. IN the end, I suspect that there are people around me who consider themselves exceptional people, and in the end, I suppose they view me as a ball of raw and unalterated talent for them to mold. Well, f*** that. IN the end, I think they will come to the understanding that the quiet and timid young man named Micah Tuhy is neither as quiet, as timid, or as naive as he seems. I know that they don't value me as a person, that they value the talents that I bring to the table, and in the end, I will command my own destiny.

Thats it in a nutshell, beside, I already have friends who are loyal spiritually for mutual advantage, they're called Roman Catholics.