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

This has been one horrid day. It started wrong, as I overslept and didn't get any proper breakfast. The first lesson was science, and we were working with different radioactive sources and a GM counter... Bloody boring, but allright. After this, I was ready to rip the head of the world in general, I was angry, but I had nothing to be angry at, so I just took a deep breath, and focused on the tasks ahead. The second and third lesson was choir, which was hellishly boring. We've got a musical project. I love musicals, but the teachers have picked all the boring or ugly songs they could find. I like Oliver and Les Mis, though... Then there was the horrid free work class, which I couldn't manage at all, because I was too tired, hungry and dehydrated to do anything. Now, after a break of some 25 mins, we return to have ensembles, which is boring (musical project yet again), bcause we're four drummers, and there's only enough percussion for one or two players on each song (blody theatre arrangements). Then comes two hours of musical history, where I'm just too damned tired to manage to focus, and end up being told of for disturbing the class. The teacher was, of course right, and I apologized and said I had a headache and was exhausted. Fortunately, our teacher is a very understanding person... Now, with all that done, things started turning better. I was still tired, but we were going to have our first ever drum kit lesson (I've had lessons in kit before, but never at school). It was fun, the teacher was young and enthusiastic, and he gave me shuffle for homework... more specifically Toto's Rosannah... So I went home and sat down and listened to Toto... something I've never done before (I've heard all the songs, they're classics, and really archetypical of the eighties). Now, I've got an identity problem... I'm noticing that Toto use all the clich\es, so to speak, but for some reason, I find them absolutely hilarious, and amusing... AND the drummer's good. I'm not sure if I should hate them, or love them... or both... Muahahahahhaa... I'm tired, that's for certain...

Haven't started giggling yet. *pokepokepoke* Giggle!

Of course I have... It started at about five o' clock, but I didn't find it worth mentioning...

Giggling not worth mentioning? My pulmonologist can fix that in a jiffy...

I figured that it sort of followed naturally from what I did write...

Sowwy.

Oh, 'tis quite allright...

oh, i have something to concede to you.

What?

Pringle's are not potato chips.

By Norwegian defintions, they are... We've got different meanings of the word...

Oh, nononononononoNO you don't! Don't try to confuse me! We had this discussion and you insisted that Pringle's were crisps and that Lay's were chips. Here I am trying to make a display of humility, and you go and try to undermine it by trying to confuse me. Sheesh, what are today's youth coming to?

There potato products to me.

Okay, they are all potato products. I am eating potato products that come in a cylinder at the moment.

"We had this discussion and you insisted that Pringle's were crisps and that Lay's were chips." Nope, I insisted that it was the other way around... Anyway, I'm still muchly impressed by your humility...

OH NO!!!!!! I even have the convo saved for your information. I am practicing.

Interesting, that means that I must've been really confused... You're going to have to send me that log... Splendid!

Damn, let me go find it.

Now, I've read the log, and my conclusion from what I've said is that I've claimed that Pringles are chips, whereas lay's are chips... Read the backlog for further info here. Here follows a quote: "chips are based on potato-flour of some sort. Pringles are chips. That's the Norwegian definition, anyway."

And to think I was just about ready to grovel and apologize humbly for my mistake, eh?