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

UPDATE YOUR JOURNAL

*seconds it*

But we KNOW what's going on in his life... he's probably still vaguely resenting being home, and recovering from the strain of writing an article on truggling.

Of course, it's nice to hear it in his words, isn't it?

Chris, c'mon!

Yeah! Even I update my journal, even though there's absolutely nothing of interest going on.

*remembers something*

Oh. Hee.

*wants to know what Spartus remembered*

*commences poking him*

Tell me tell me tell me tell me tell me...

Starts with an A....

Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh that. Yes.

Anything special or just the usual glowyness?

Hmmmmmmmmmmmmmmaaaayyyybeeeeee something....

I'll let you know once I know for absolute final for sure and all that. Very very close to something, though.

OOOooooo! *decides to get antsy now in preparation*

I might know today, and I might know tomorrow. *acts mysterious*

*can't STAND it*

*continues acting mysterious, even though Krissy is off someplace else*

WooooOOOoOOOoOOoOooOOOO! WOooo! WOOOoooooOOOO!

LMAO!

Well, at least someone is having fun.

*comes back in with a good, sharp poking stick*

I'll use this if you don't tell me! TELL ME TELL ME TELL ME!

I'll know later today. *skips around foolishly for a bit*

Oooo a poking, I like a good poking. What? Don't look at me like that, that's not what I meant and you know it, well I not that I don't like it, cause I do, erm, my this is a big hole I seem to be digging, or even truggling, erm okay I seem to be rambling, now not that I don't like rambling but... oh whatever *stops*

Poking and truggling are related?? That's something worth knowing. *looks out thoughtfully at the beach*

You must have really good eyesight.

Not really, Mr. Smartypants. We have an awful lot of beach here in Chicago seeing as how we're built on a giant lake and all. I could be truggling in 10 minutes if I wanted to.

Bah. Beaches on lakes don't count.