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

It really will. You'll have a rough flight but everything else will be fan-f*****n-tastic.

You're okay. You'll be fine.

*hugs Amanda all over the place and packs her teddy bear*

Yeah, everything is gonna be swell! You probably won't read this in time, Manda Panda, but the next thing you know, you'll be here in loverly souther California with Spartus and all kinds of nifty people who will make sure that they show you a grand old time.

*send hugs and smiles and lollipops and rainbows telepathicly to Amanda*

Awwww! Next thing I know, I'll be sitting here over a week later and wishing I was still there! Stoopid responsibilities and being a grown-up junk.

*kicks stuff*

The funny thing is that I actually visited you both, only Krissy didn't know it. I wanted to take the train down from O'Hare and throw rocks at your window at 6 am during our layover, but J wouldn't let me. Proabably for the best.

So I loves you both and thinks we need to have a girly trip of some sort soon. That means us scaredy-cats getting on a plane and going somewhere...I dunno... I'm thinking "tropical".

Get back to me.

Oooo. Girly trip. Sounds good to me. So, all three of us are afraid of planes, right?

THAT will be fun! We can cling to each other and scream for the whole flight. (Or maybe 'Manda can share her lovely little Valium pills with us...)

I think that could be arranged. Of course now I'll prolly be moderated for sharing prescription narcotic medication online. Pttttt.

That's funny, I was just thinking the same thing... *be's tempted to push the MODERATOR button just to liven up the discussion...*

So, I hear Mr. Justin man has shaved. Do you like it?

Oooooh, yes I do, sorry... I was just dozing off. The only problem is that he's got the world's coarsest facial hair. So now instead of a little patch of relative softness to nuzzle into, I have to be careful of chemical-peel type exfoliation of my chin and nose if we have a smootching session. Other than that it's great.

Mmmm. Sandpaper-y... I'm glad I don't have the same thing to worry about. To get Chuk to shave for the wedding, I had to bribe him. So he never shaves. It's all soft and silky.