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

Please my beautiful, don't cry, don't! I love you and you love me and everything is okay! We are so fantastic, honestly, see? Of course we're going to miss each other. But here I am, honey, ask for me and I'll be here for you, even more so than normal. I love you.

As I said. Not actually crying. Just I feel sad.

Baby,

Don't feel sad.

Can't help it. Sorry.

Remember the good times, honey. When we're together again I'll kiss you, and it'll be fine, I promise. You have me, well and truly.

And there's no need to apologise. I miss you too, and I have so much that it hurts...there's nothing wrong with it, except for the fact it makes you feel sad.

I was Ok till I started trying to work.
yesterday I couldn't stop, I was completely restless.

Oh honey why didn't you call?

When? Yesterday? I was too tired, agitation mingled with exhaustion.

Yes;
Or text then? Say how you were...you did text but I couldn't ask how you were and you didn't say, I didn't know!
And now, how are you?

Honestly, darling, I was too tired and it wasn't a bad feeling I swear. It was just restlessness and missing you, they weren't making me feel bad. I promise.
Now... a little better, I think, your word association post made me smile, my hair looks wonderful, it's nice being on here, but I have this weight of sadness.

I believe you, I trust you. I just don't want you feeling not-fine or worse than that...
*takes weight of sadness from Hannah's shoulders*
*beats it to death*
*looks up, flushed, at Hannah*
How about now?

You make me laugh.

Good.
*takes dead remnants of Hannahs sadness, loads it into a cannon and fires it over a nearby cliff*
Oooh, wait here for a minute! I'll be right back!
*runs off giggling maniacally*

*staggers back with a body slung over shoulder*
*deposits body in front of Hannah with the air of a cat bringing in a dead animal to its owner*
Look!
*It's Captain Jack Sparrow*
He's onyl drugged.
*prods Jack awake*
Do something funny for my girlfriend!

You're lovely.
I feel almost better now. Only thing is, I don't think I can face work.
My hair.....

Aiai! I posted before that last one came up.
Heehee, Jack!

The essays won't be that bad, will they?
If you can't face work...This isn't a very good work ethic, but if you honestly honestly can't face it then don't, but think: which will be worse? Doing it now, even though you feel sad, or not handing it in, teachers being annoyed, pressure to do it later.

*Jack looks scared*
Jack, be camp!
JACK: I'm not camp at all!
*does hand waves*
*The hand waves are camp!*
JACK: what are you saying? I'M NOT CAMP! I'm just...effeminately gifted!

How is your hair even more beautiful than it is normally?

Tee hee! Oh I love you.
I will do some of the stuff later.
My hair has been washed with the Lush Juniper solid shampoo bar! It's all soft, and shiny!

I'm so sorry baby, but I have to go...look, call me if you feel worse? Okay? But remember the *ahem* on Friday night, and remember me, and how great we are, okay? I love you.
Remember that we are fantastic together.
You're lovely.
Try not to cry

I'll se you tomorrow
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