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

I really like point of ellipses!
Sorry, just an observation.

Starting journal entry now. I'm just beginning my second week of a two week holiday. Last week I started off by crashing my car. Brilliant! I'm okay and the car wasn't too badly damaged. I have a newer car as a loaner (but it looks way older!). My friend Miztres came down, and we planned to do some day trips. Most of the time it was cold wet and miserable though. Helping matters along, I had (still have) a head cold.

We did go to the Dandynongs (Mountains outside of Melbourne), but barely got out of the car. It rained most of the time. We ended up scouring through antique shops, which was fun. I also got to see my first live wild Kangaroo (more like a wallaby). Every other time I've been in a position to see one, some one says "Look, a Kangaroo!", I go "Where, Where?!" and don't spot it before it hops away. (Hey a good use for the boing smiley!)

Miztres has gone back to Sydney, and this week our weather is going to fine up. Still pretty cool today, but tomorrow (Melbourne Cup day) is supposed to be 24 degrees! (75F). Wednesday is supposed to be 28. We chose the wrong week Miztres! Hope you had a good time anyway. Even if I wasn't the best company.

I'm not sure what I plan to do this week. Other than pick up my car. Yesterday, I stayed in bed most of the day. The cold took a turn for the worse. It's funny how when you're in bed. You try to do things to keep yourself sane, and you try to be comfortable.
I'm there, yesterday, with a book I'd gotten sick of on the doona. I'd gotten out my CD Walkman to listen to 'The Salmon of Doubt'. This also ended up on the doona. I found that I needed to do something while listening to it. So I had to get up and get the book out, then I could follow along with the words. *sigh* Move everything off the doona, get up to get the book, settle back and start listening. There is a eulogy ('a' eulogy or 'an' eulogy?*shrug*) by Richard Dawkins. It's not in the book! (No, not the lament) Move everything off the doona again, get up and get Dawkins' book. (A Devil's Chaplain). Settle back into bed, get on with reading book.

It's tough work being sick.

I did manage to go shopping today and buy a new shirt and some nice underwear, Life does get better.

*waiting patiently for the next installment*

H

May be a while. It takes my brain a bit of effort to come up with something to put in my journal. Though I did smash my car again! Exactly two weeks after the first time. I now have the same loner car, while mine gets fixed again.

I'm not going to mention anything about things happpening in threes. Nope. Not me. Not even thinking it.

H

Thanks!
I get the car back tomorrow. Hopefully for good this time!
Maybe I wasn't meant to be a driver. Perhaps I'm one of life's passengers.

Taralome! What are you doing to my sweet little Melbourne car! And I thought it was just me being some sort of bad luck taliman for you.

So I see from your journal that your cold did not get better. Mind you, I note it didn't get you down while I was there...well not much anyway. Tromping through high wind and rain with your loopy Sydney friend sniffling all the way.

So what else did you do with your week off?

No, it's just me.

Cold is better now. Of course, I'm back at work!
The rest of my time off, I didn't do much. Recovered mainly!
I caught up on corresspondence. Watched a couple of movies. What else? Seems like too long ago now.