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

Well here I am again at h2g2, it would seem that Paul Prefect sent me some doughnuts from the Doughnut Stall run by my girlfriend Joanna. It's a shame that I cannot eat them, as you all know I have no mouth, but I will enjoy staring at them until the rot away.

I had a talk to God, he seems very nice and approachable. I asked him why he made my life so sad. It seems as if life would be very boring without misery. Grrrr... Oh well, you know my thoughts on life, DON'T talk to me about life!!!!

My good and dear friend Bluebottle wants me to commit suicide, I am not sure I want this. I shall experiment by holding my breath until I turn blue and my head explodes. Hopefully it will not hurt too much!!!

Cobs wrote me a poem, which was very nice, but oddly enough I am alergic to the rhymed word. I have the poem here if you want to read it... *GR... GRRRR.... GRRRRR.... Grrrr-CHOOOOOO... SNIFF!!!*
Their was once a Wilson the bear
Who was so full of woe that he didn't care
He never gave a laugh or even a smirk
Maybe I should give him a hug and that will work

Gwennie gave me a loaf of crusty bread to go with the jar of honey on the shelf above. She wanted me to make a sandwich with them, shame that I would not be able to eat the finished result.

Ohhhhhhhhhh, look at me... I practically shine. Monsy gave me a good brushing, and she placed the salmon and choccie that was in my pocket in a zipped clear plastic bag. So... I no longer smell. oh I could just cry. I gave Mosy a rose, I hope she appreciates it.

WbB