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

How refreshing, to find a beautiful woman who is also modest!

On birthdays: it's mine in a couple of weeks. As it's on the cusp (20th), I claim that I'm a Capri-Quarius, and read whichever horoscope is best!

Pattern-chaser

"Who cares, wins"

Pattern-chaser,

ing furiously! Now just stop that! Anyhow, there are no photos in existence of my natural (actually quite unnatural) hair. I'm not being modest at all. I have what the Spanish call 'pelo crespo' (crispy hair). It stands out in all directions at once and is far from attractive - hence I either plaster it down or blow dry it within an inch of its life to straighten it (which only works in totally non-humid weather).

Capri-quarius, eh? Perhaps it is just coincidence that I have always had very difficult relationships with aquarius people (my father, an ex-husband to name just two) but I seem to always get on well with other capricorns. Not really sure why this should be so, perhaps, as I say, it's just coincidence.

az

Hey Az! Your birthday tomorrow!

Normally, around here, the birthday gal/boy takes us all out and buys us drinks!.... How are you going to manage that?

Actually, I am usually the last to find out about peoples' birthdays. When my mother lived across the street from me, I would be relaxing at home in my jammies and she would call and say "Are you coming over? We are all waiting for you."

"Come over for what?"

"Well, for ####'s birthday, of course! I told you about that last week."

"No, actually, you didn't."

"Oh, I am sure I did."

"Mom, when has anyone EVER told me about an upcoming birthday?.... Okay, I'll be over in a few minutes...."

I would arrive and everyone would be under the impression I forgot about the event. Of course, I'd be like a pickle arriving late and not having a gift or even a card.

Lately, she has started saying something cryptic along the lines of "Bill's birthday is this Saturday. Are you going to be there?"

"Who is Bill?" I ask.

"Bill! You know, Fred's friend from Waterloo....."

"Who is Fred? I don't know any Fred!"

"Fred, Shirin's (my sister) friend from grade 12."

"You mean someone she knew when I was living in Toronto back 25 years ago?"

She acually expects me to remember the friend (who I have never met) of a friend of my sister's (who I have also never met) at a time, 25 years before, when I didn't even live in town.

"So are you going to go?"

"Ummmm.... Gee.... go to the birthday I never heard about for the friend whom I don't know of a friend I have never even heard of before?..... Gee.... Ummmm... No!"

"But they are expecting you...."

"Never the less. No."

Then she thinks I am being rude for not going.

Anyway.

Happy Birthday, Az! Champers all round!

hi Mudhooks,

I know! It's terrible here - on one's birthday if you happen to walk into a bar you are obliged to buy EVERYONE a round whether you know them or not! So I am steering clear of bars tomorrow.

My friend Juan has offered to take me out for lunch at my 'traditional birthday restaurant'. Later my friend Maria has offered to take me out for some late evening tapas. So I think I shall have quite a nice birthday - if I can manage to eat all that food! Normally I have a good breakfast and then either have lunch or dinner - never both. So perhaps tomorrow I will have to forfeit breakfast.

az

Hello, Az, dear. So much for my plans to surprise you late tonight by remembering your birthday with a birthday message. But I did remember, I did! I have it on my calendar.

By the way, I'm an Aquarian.

hi Big Red,

To be honest, I have only ever known male aquarians, so perhaps THAT was the problem . . .

Gosh yes, the Big Day tomorrow. That's so sweet that you remembered. But you know, not really necessary as I'm not about to let ANYONE forget!

I'm going to wear my happy red sweater and straighten my HAIR and I think go out and take a few photos around town. It's been so blue and sunshiny lately. Well, we'll see how it goes.

Eek, just a few more hours. Apparently I was born around 1.30am, so that is just about five and a half hours from now.

I love birthdays!

az

Me, too! I don't understand people who don't. One of my close friends my age, when I asked her when her birthday was (so I could remember it, obviously), replied: "Ugh! Birthdays! I don't even like thinking about them."

I am PROUD of my age. I went through a lot to get this far!

Me too!.

I once asked a friend how old she was and she actaully got really angry and said I was rude for asking.... My GOD! Get over it! I am 47 and, while I may not ne some people's dream, I think I am in pretty good shape.

I find it really strange to see some movie star or public figure who I figure is in their early 50s and realize that I am actually older than them. And old movies..... They often have someone who looks about 60 and they are actually 45. And we aren't talking about the star, here, where a 40 year-old actress is cast as the "ingenue".

*Wanders in late, interrupts conversation*

I'm a Libra, but I can't help feeling cynical about all horoscopes except The Onion's. They are something of a spoof, as this weeks' was that I would catch a disease that targets the 18- 24 male demographic, and me.

I'm not about to forget it's your birthday, though, az .

changed yesterdays pics for today sunny ,still sober,then thought about have one drinck for every year of your life.have a good one

The Onion is brill!

I agree with Mudhooks. I am in better physical shape than I was when I was 25, and I haven't gained an ounce since then. Hooray for me!

hi Big Red,

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Oh dear, I'm afraid this means I shall have to hate you for all eternity now.

Anyhoodle, I did quote you in my birthday journal entry, you wise woman you!



az

I once tried to drink my (RL) name, first name only, being a lightweight, however I came up against several snags:

Not being able to find an "Oh Henry" cocktail
Finding out what a rusty nail was
Not being able to be bothered to get other drinks, so drinking rusty nails instead.

oh, I quite like rusty nails - haven't had one in YEARS though.

az

well my cats called henry wait for it you know whats comeing next.
cats p##s and milk with a garnish of catnip served in a glass frosted with catlitter topped of with a cherry on a mouse tail

We had cats called Midge and Henry...

There s a candy bar here called "Oh Henry". Personally, I find it rather icky.

'Oh Henry' bars are gross. And they look like huge turds. Ick.

logicus - where were those cat photo links again?

az

I love rusty nails. It's becoming a tradition. I'm not sure what the tradition is, yet, but they're becoming a tradition.

my page top of catsnkitten cant miss it just changed it

spooky just posted 2 Rkill told me i posted it 3 min ago come straight back here told me post here 5 min old ,have i had one 2 many.