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

Tell you what: starting now, every day I don't hear from you represents another day I get to hold lingering resentment.

I'm starting to wonder if you've been in some horrible car accident. In a sick, twisted way that I'd rather not acknowledge, I'd almost prefer it, since it would mean that you weren't deliberately ignoring me.

*sigh*
Well, I'm off to Thanksgiving now. I'd say you shouldn't expect to hear from me for a few days, but you're not around to care, so I suppose it doesn't really matter. I expect at some point I'll see you later.

K, I'm back. And.... *stares around big, empty room* ....you're still gone. Surprise, surprise.

*Sits in chair and dejectedly throws cards into a hat.*

ECHO!!!...

...Echo!!...

...echo...

Well it's been almost three months now. On the bright side, I finished yet another semester of school today, though I doubt you care. Yiptee.

K, I'm gonna' time how long this takes. Right now it's 12:47.



Let's see.... I'm currently staying at Mom and Dad's house for Christmas. Tess is half-asleep next to me. Michael's coming over tomorrow, though when exactly. We're going to pick up Ben in a couple days when we go to Grandma's Christmas Party, and unfortunately, David's not coming this year. I can't say I'm happy about that, but in fairness, he /is/ clear out in the middle of nowhere, and he's working on the government's schedule. Apart from that, as far as I know we will once again be travelling somewhere for Christmas, but I don't know where we're going. Personally I'm crossing my fingers for Disneyland, but there's no way for me to know. Um.... I'm scheduled to take a skill's test for a U.S. Census job, but that's not til January 7th. I'm takin' a lot of classes next semester, but that's because a lot of 'em aren't worth very many credits, so any one of them should be easy enough. Hmm..... Still haven't finished The Da Vinci Code..... And furthermore, 42 is the greatest number in the universe. Oh, there is one thing of note: there's going to be a few Star Wars cartoon-spoof specials this weekend, and I want to see Transylmania. Unfortunately that means I have to go see it alone, because you're the only person I know who might be at all interested in that, and you live thousands of miles away, so it's not like I can watch it with you. Anyhow......


Right then, so it's 1:00 now, which makes all of thirteen minutes. And yet in that short space of time I've successfully informed the empty air of all current events in my life. What a fiendishly difficult task. I'll seeya later.

So we're back from the Christmas party thingy. I believe I ate too much while I was there, since it was two days ago, I haven't eaten anything today, and I'm still not really hungry. In any case, Dad is havin' one of his Football party things, which means there's lots of food for eating that I would get otherwise, so I'm going to be putting on even more weight anyhow. Speaking of football, do Canadians mean soccer when they say football, or do they mean like American Football?


Anyway, the reason I'm calling, as it were, is to let you know that I sent you a Christmas present today, the problem being that it's almost certainly not going to get to you before Christmas. But I suspect that you guys have already left to your cabin, and I think it'll get to you before you get back from there. Furthermore, it has now been confirmed that we are, indeed, going to Disneyland.

So, anyway, Merry Christmas.

We're leaving for Disneyland tomorrow. So, if you ARE still alive and if you DO care about, you know, my life, then you shouldn't expect to hear from me until January.

So I see you finally answered my email. I was wondering what had happened to you.

I know I don't come on very often. It doesn't mean I don't care about you X. Don't think that. If I had you phone number maybe I would text you. I think it would be good to exchange short emails. The fact of the matter is that I'm honestly really busy. I worked on my honours project over the Christmas holidays. That's how busy I am. I have not had a holiday!! I told you earlier that I would do anything for my honours supervisor and I really would, hence having no time for myself. By the time I do have time I feel so brain dead I usually watch an episode of something and go to bed. I feel guilty. There are a lot of people I keep meaning to write and I keep running out of time. I tell myself soon I'll be done school and I'll have a job with normal hours where you work what you're scheduled and then you get to go home and do what you want to do not what you have to do. And I say, Alli that will be when you'll finally have time for all these people. Of course I realize some people won't hang around forever. I can see that I'm starting to be a bit like this guy who drives me crazy. I totally love him, not in a romantic way, but we were great friends but he stopped writing me. I was sad but I wrote him once a year and three years later I got a reply! It was great. The funny thing was I wasn't resentful. I was just happy to hear from him and willing to get back in touch.

But things are going really well for me. I mean all my hard work seems to be paying off. I've got A's in all of my classes since last January. That's a whole year! I've never done that well before. And I'm doing this honours project, I mean actually doing it! And I've gotten a scholarship and just recently I've been asked to write something for the universities Medieval Studies department newsletter. I'm excited about that, and very proud.
It's hard because I want all of these things. I want to do well academically. I really really want it. It's very important to me. And yet it takes so much time, and sometimes it's not fun. And I miss writing to people. I really miss the days when I'd be online for hours on end chatting to you and Job and Jerms and a myriad of other people. There are a lot of people here on hootoo that I miss.
I'm sorry this is long and it's not going anywhere. I guess I'm just trying to explain to you why I haven't been writing and while I do that you're getting an earful of my self-division.

You're lucky I'm sick. I was going to work today but I'm not because I feel gross and I don't want to feel gross and be doing work. It's good to be writing you again though. I have missed you. Just because I didn't write doesn't mean I didnt think about you or dont care. I see you've been harbouring resentment since November 9th. That's a long time. It worried me to see that because if its true then I'm not sure how I'm going to fix it. I mean even if I were to say that I would come on every day and talk to you, which I can't promise, I don't think it would fix it. And I can't promise because I start another semester tomorrow and I know I'm going to get busy again and I would never lie to you.

My goodness this is getting long. Thank you for giving me updates about yourself. Though I only just read them now I did enjoy them. It's nice to know what you've been up to.

In other news a disaster befell me yesterday. Remember that guy I was telling you about who likes me but I don't like. I mean, lonely me, who would ever have thought I'd be turning down the opportunity of romance. But he's really really not my type. Anyway he called pretty much as soon as his plane landed. He's moved back here. It's nice.... but it worries me. I should never have accepted the d@mn necklace. It probably looked too much like accepting him. But I didn't know what to do. I don't want to hurt anyones feelings and he was going away so I figured it wouldn't do any harm.... i guess we'll just wait to see how it turns out.

I was putting some things away in my jewelry box the other day and I saw my ring. It made me wonder if you still wore yours. The place I bought it from has gone out of business now. I actually quite like the way it looks. It's a nice ring. I'm rapidly becoming a no jewelry person though. I don't even wear my lucky necklace anymore.

Well it's not exactly late but I have some preparing to do for school tomorrow and I want to be able to go to bed early in the hopes that I'll feel better in the morning if I get a good nights sleep.

I've been thinking about this for hours, but the truth is I really don't know what to say now anymore than I did then. I mean, I know you're really busy this year, so I don't exactly expect very much, but after three months of stone-cold silence, I feel.... well, hurt, for lack of a better word. It's like you care more about the thousand-year old scribblings of people who are long since dead and buried than you care about me, and call me selfish, but I want to be more important to you than that. I don't know how else to say it. Fifteen minutes once a week really doesn't seem like a lot to ask.

Emotions are hard to deal with.

Not that you asked for my advice but about that guy--I don't want to say his name in case somebody comes nosing around here--I know you don't want to hurt his feelings, but I think, all things considered, that you'd both be better off if you told him exactly how you feel. Speaking personally, I know I'd rather have someone telll me I've got no chance with them than spend who knows how long hopelessly chasing after them.

I've been writing this in between classes, so I have to go now, but I'll be back later.

Okay,

I don't want lose my account... so I'm posting. Thanks for the heads up by the way.
So I figured if I was going to have to post anyway that I should post to you. Then I'll go back to editing my honours paper. Apparently the one I handed in wasnt very good. I see that now. But IT WILL BE BETTER!!! As my supervisor always says, "Easy reading is hard writing."

Well I must get back to work. I have so much to do this weekend I have no idea where I'll find the time. It's rather depressing. I'm tired and I would very much like to take a break. Oh well, at least it's all interesting.