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

Hahahahaaha.......I'm notb going to go ANYwhere NEAR there!!...Sounds too good, but I am, erm, loaded at the moment. Been to the bars frequented by scumbags, then celebs, then lesbians, then I did a runner. Can't thinkl or type nnow though....

Yeah...

Argh...

This is my spring break. Gerard's too. Little does he know, though, that I am giving him a test.

Muh ha ha ha!!!

And what, may I ask is this devious little plan of yours to test Gerard when he doesn't know he's being tested?

bwah ha ha ha...

Just letting him make the next move, seeing exactly how much he still wants me as a girlfriend-- hey-- twas his big idea in the first place, er.... wasn't it!??

Just kinda discouraged when I feel as though I am the one communicating to him... ::sigh:: He's probably just having a big boy brain fart...

LOL 'Big boy brain fart'. Hahahhaha...

Just be sure that you don't miss the cues on the next move, or you might end up waiting for something that's already happened.

I speak only from the point of view of the guy that absolutely loathes being tested. Despises it. When I figure out a girl is testing me I usually show them the response they wanted, and then my back.
Leaving.

On a lighter note, got my first death threat in a month. From a spastic drunk old Italian guy.
"Eiy reememba ryou".


Hahahhaha

oh dear!!!

A stalker and a death threat!!!

I feel for you.... really I do...

Thank goodness for Spring Break... ahhhh.... gotta read for school, though... at least I can sleep in and catch up on bad television...

And give back rubs and kisses..... wait... I can do that quite often....

Death threats. I've had..... a few. I used to get quite a lot. And not from mixed-up Italian guys. I used to work in a pub down the road from Pentridge (US equiv would be alcatraz. Yes, that bad a prison). I got a little bit worried then, when guys just got out for murder or armed robbery were threatening to come back and shoot holes in me. But not mixed-up old Italian guys. They all think they're mafia. I've met some of the Melbourne mafia, and they hardly drink and are polite as all hell.

Go spring break!

Go getting up in six hours to move house!
Not.

Woohoo!!! I'm a sub-editor now!!!!

YAY!!! YAY FOR HAZE!!! Sub-editor of what!?? And who!?? Does this mean you will have less and less time for me!?? Say it ain't so, Hazey!!! Say it ain't so!!!

I have been to Alcatraz!!! It was really really really really cool... yet creepy at the same time. I LOOOOVE San Francisco. I bought ALLLL these t-shirts there!!! And a neato Haight-Ashbury poster, but I didn't get to go there, which very much disappointed me. You know what a hippie chick I am!!!

No one has ever threatened me with death. They have threatened me with NO MORE Mountain Dew, and sometimes NO MORE SEX.... oftentimes, they've tried to TEMPT me with the promise of both.... ooooooo, baby!!!

So I guess it is easier being me, although my life may not be as exciting as yours has been.... yet!!!

Are you settled into your new place yet!?? Is it nice!?? Did you find the mint on the pillow!??

An H2G2 Sub-ed. Or an ACE. I haven't decided yet, but I got an accetance email telling me I could be either. I think I'll go for the Sub-ed thing. Although I could be really twisted as an ACE... What do you think? Lttle help?

Of course I'll still have LOTS of time for my stalker

Have I settled in to my new place yet? Yes I have. I'm driving it. It's a ute (pickup truck). Well, not really, but it's what all my wordly possessions are stored in and it's the closest thing I have to a permanent address. I stayed at my ex's last night and will stay there again tonight. Then I'm staying in a hotel room for a week or two (Not a luxury hotel. Cheap and seedy. Just like me ). After that, who knows? Perhaps I'll get myself a nice shopping cart...

Sex involving mountain Dew WOULD be a hell of a temptation for you wouldn't it?

WHO mentioned sex and Mountain Dew!??

Sounds... groooovy that you are where you are.... yeah... I doubt I'd let any of my exes into my own home for the night, except for the ones who are sweet and nice.... which there are only a few of, and they grow more and more cruel without me...

So for two weeks you'll be in a cheap motel!?? Darn... if I had known, I would've planned my flight to Australia for it... Too bad.... Now I will be about a decade late. Darn the luck...

I will miss you though, if you're pretty much gone for that transition period... funny how much I need and love my friends!! Susan's been gone only over the weekend(it's now five am Thursday for me, and I am starved without the girl!!!)... very sad for me!!!

But you!! You!!! Getting to be a sub-ed or an ace...!!! YAY!!! Well, let's see-- you are excellent with words... both would suit you well. Yet you seem to weild your own ideas very well on their own standing, and may grow tired of all that crappiness one finds in meager writing.

As an ace you can greet all sorts of people-- hot babes in bikinis and the like, as well... I still like that "MUSE NEEDED" idea...

Oh yeah... where was I!??

I'd figure out which position requires more effort on your part. And unless you plan to be quite attentive in spite of life's storms, don't tell her you want to call her your girlfriend...

OH WAIT!!! That's getting into my bunch-up-underwear sordid love affair with the kid who lives around the corner...

By the way, HAPPY BIRTHDAY if I don't get to "see" you before then, and-- just ignore my idle prattle!!!

Bunch-up underwear???

It's been almost two days since birthday drinks and my hands are still shaking. Ouch. I still have no idea where my watch is. Hmmmm. I liked that watch. Well, at least I know what to buy myself for my birthday.

It appears that I've already been made a sub-ed. There's a badge on my page anyway. Good enough.

I got a house, so I'm only stayng in this 'seedy' hotel for a few more days.

Brain hurts.

Poor Haze... dives into those drinks...

That's funny about your watch... cause I got this really cool looking one with a black strap and this blue little design on it...

Sound familar!??

If so, contact Tabitha the Deli Clerk at the Stroh Ranch King Soopers, CO, USA....

Three minutes left. One reply. More on Thurs.

Sorry, my watch was stainless with a black face. A Mambo 'post futurism now' one. Yous stole the wrong watch!!!!

Trucks going past. beer bottles everywhere in the TV room. I like seedy places. 42 secs. Talk to you soon.

Hope evthngs OK wth Gez

Gez es bye bye

Oh no! What's the poor guy going to do without YOU in his life?

Sorry about the shortness of replies. The hotel where I'm staying only has an internet machine in the TV room available for about $500/12mins. But now I have a day off from work and I don't have to move house, go to work or sober up.

I LOVE not having to drive home from work. I can kick back after, play some pool, drink some beers, talk some rubbish until the wee hours.

I know I'm going to regret this ability....

He'll live his life.... just as he used to do.... only now he won't get a seemingly SUDDEN phone call reminding him that he planned to see his girlfriend. His girlfriend was the center of his world, you know....

Ha....

I be better now, I SWEAR!!! It's only been a week, but-- I tell ya.... got them in line.... only thing is.... I am impossible. I need that one guy with wit, compassion, loyalty and somewhat loose morals. can't be too much of an angel, can't be a roamer.... but gotta be caring, GOT to have a mind... has to argue with me, but shouldn't forget me either...

Put that in the search box and see what comes out...

How's the hotel!?? Or... how WAS the hotel!?? Hotels are weird... weird... weird... can't wait until I go back to GJ this May... it shall rocketh!!! There are beautiful, smart, kind people out there too... no matter what my Susan claims...

Oboe lesson soon...

la la la...

I put 'wit compassion loyalty "loose morals" -angel roamer -caring intelligent argumentative -"absent minded"' into a search engine and it came out at my page.

Then I relised I left the minus off the front of roamer and put one on the front of caring.

I was once voted 'Han Solo' when a bunch of regulars were designating who would be who in Star Wars. "Is that because I've got dashing good looks and always come through in the end?", I said.
"Nah Haze, it's because of your...ah....QUEStionable morals".
"Oh. Right. Well, fair enough".
Yoda was a good call. He was Phil, a guy about 106 years old, 4 foot high that used to perch on a bar stool and look dead.

The hotel wasn't too bad, except for communal showers and, 'What is that gunk on the floor?' It's better being back in a house.

Communal SHOWERS!!! I miss those... I always utilized my bikini...

Why does that sound funny!?? "Utilize the bikini, captain!!!!" I remember small shampoo bottles floating across the floors of the showers... it was fun... tragic and starteling my first year... but great in the end!!! ::giggles::

MAN!! What is this!?? ... people telling me to make my guy friends into my boyfriends... I'm going to fire all those people... my head isn't clear...

Now now...

:;sigh::

Anyway, my Hazey poo poo... or should I say Han Solo!?? Roaming on your part seems somehow acceptable... maybe because you are half-way around the world... i guess there's a difference between roaming and ignoring.... and roaming and still putting in some lovely wit at times......

Who would I be in Star Wars!??.. wait... there was only one chick... ::thinks about Han Solo::.... Harrison Ford is a STUD!!! .... and he was named after George Harrison!!! Right!??.. of course not...

Think I'll sign off now so that I can get plenty of rest before I face the nice people who will encourage me to date this guy or the next...

HAve a lottery. Make some money. $100 entry fee & the lucky guy gets...

You.



Don't let ugly guys buy tickets.

God, that's funny!!!

Great idea, too... sad thing is, I don't know why, but I still feel a loyalty to him... not emotionally so much as a physical loyalty... perhaps I am mistaking dependence for something it isn't...

A lottery for me... that could work, especially after how my co-workers were acting yesterday when I came in all dressed up to get my paycheck...

But I won't let freaky guys buy tickets either.... so... that leaves me with about four men... one of whom is my brother... so that leaves three guys... so the tickets have to be 33-something dollars EACH!!! Quite a price...

Maybe I can rig the drawing...

You crack me up...