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

no, you don't make the impression of a "sour and cranky old beggar" no worries on that part .

.. the .. "master" ?? of the house? but that's me !!

but
I think there's hardly ever need for any ing.. it doesn't help and makes both parties uncomfortable.. so we decided to skip that, fight it out and make up

And naturally, the "maiking up" is what it's all about. We have our occassional blow-ups, but always short-lived.

well, yes. mind you, it shouldn't be the reason for a fight, but the making up usually is good

Oh no-no-no, never "fabricate" a cause ... That would be foolish, eh?

well..... yes. that doesn't work there's better ways to get to .. aahh well..

On a totally un-related note Have you looked at the Front Page? A very good friend has an entry up there, for the full week-end. And a somewhat daring piccy to accompany.

ah good! it made it to the front page an impressive and inspiring article, even though the man got an additional 9 ft


12 inches .. what can I say

What IS there to say, eh? Just

Your working day ought to be fairly old by now ... Has this week's work-load been met well, without too many frustrations and tufts of hair yanked out?

well, my work load was reasonable some time left to do minor jobs in the house
it's only w*rk .. no need to load up frustrations, yank out hair... hey, I'm not paid *that* well

Indeed, it IS just a job. ANd not worthy of ulcers, premature balding or anything else like that. I used to take things so serious and personal, but learned soon enough. You can only do what you can do, eh?

"take things so serious and personal" .. is that a male thing? I noticed this often with people working in my projects .. males working in my projects rather.

given the choice I now make all female project teams the project lunches are different then as well

I tended to take the idea that I was responsible for the communications of my country's defences quite seriously. I mean, it DOES sound terribly impressive. And by nature, I am quite a fanatic about doing the absolute best job that I can, of anything I take on. SO you can imagine that some circumstances, I would find myself wound up so tight that I could almost spin like a child's toy 'top'. Not a good thing, and I learned in time to just take it a step at a time, and do what I could.

So then, are you simply very sexist, hiring only women for the teams? Or is the gossip just that much better at lunches and stuff?

a former b/f was involved in defense communications he never made the impression of stress, or even w*rk. He's on hootoo as well

of course I am sexist and dinosaur !

and the lunches are a lot more relaxed

gossip?? naaaaaah

Hmmm, is this former b/f anyone I might have encountered socially here? And was he the one that kept the stuff live and "on the air". It was the catastrophic melt-downs that threw the big people into a panic, and I'd have them swarming over me as I tried to fix the stuff.

I was known to whack an occassional Major or Lt-Colonel over the knuckles with a ruler, for poking buttons and flipping switches, while I was working. I'm surprised I never saw the wrong side of the doors of the 'detention barracks'.

I don't know if you met him .. nowadays he lives in Hati's summerhouse

whack a major over the knuckles .. I've glanced over court cases of people doing that several hundred years ago

I got away with it, because I wasn't a few hundred years ago, and in an under-ground complex, there were no trees to be "attached" to.

It would be nice if you named a name, ... by mails. I don't frequent Summerhouses or a lot of other associated threads. I've not met the folks, nor know them much from elsewhere. I come from other and lower circles, ya know. *sub-surface fountain swimmer smiley*

And just what the heckle are you doing up so late? Has Bob run off to a Men's-Shelter somewhere for the evening?

Ah yes .. email ..

Bob indeed ran off to a men's shelter he's off drinking with a regular group .. I hope he'll be back in an hour .. or not before tomorrow 10am

I've looked at my radio-synchronized-clock, dusted off the slipstick for time conversions, and come to the mathematical conclusions that if an elder dinosaur is not home soon, he might live in a canine dwelling for a time.

I guess most guys just need a "night with the lads". I was never that bonded with anyone, and just never did the 'boyz nite owt' stuff. Once in a rare moon, a time occurs, and even that is soooooo rare.

Anyway, I know that you are a fair-minded, well-educated and emotionally stable woman of your species. And that he will be allowed to grovel for the appropriate amount of time, dazzle you with gifts, luxuries and promises... Or atleast wipe down the bath again ... And all will be "normal".

Damn, there's that indefineable word again, ... 'normal'

correct .. the sleeping bag is ready and the s will be thrilled
I don't have a clue what they're doing on a night out. There's a lot of beer being poured out. Some time ago they captured our house for a whole weekend.
.. He'll come home .. now or later