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

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*nod*.. ok. Well, I'll try and make it, if only to see what you're like.

likewise.. .. (look what you did.. now I'm yawning). I haven't eaten anything yet today.

*wanders off to make some breakfast/dinner*

mmm... cheese, lettuce, tomato, pesto, and onion sandwiches.

I'm going to make chicken, cheese & pasta, and baby carrots. Once I can be bothered

I actually made an omlette earlier.. sauté potatoes, red pepper, carrots, onions, cheese, pepper.. *phew*

I have to wait until Friday night to eat properly

But I had exactly what I said earlier. And tomorrow I have to attempt to make some bread. And make a meal out of eggs and beans. Ho hum.

for njan.

Ah.. well, fried egg sandwiches always did it for me.

Or you could be adventurous and make a bean omelette. I can envisage that actually being quite nice.

aww..

for saturnine

..thankyou.

How're you doing?

No no no monsieur, fried egg sanwichs? No no no!!! Fried eggs, smothered in a can of beans, and bread as a side dish...

Messy

I'm drinking some tomato soup as a filler. Hungry Otherwise feeling awful, but I'm sure that will pass. I end up inadvertedly pouring out my s**tty feelings on here but if you'll see my last journal entry, I have a cleaned out folder so that's good too. Oh I am sounding like 2legs .

How are you, oh favorite clarinet player of mine?

.. fair enough. Although I still maintain that a baked bean omelette would be lovely.

.. .. you have to come visit, I'll make you proper food.. or.. I'll drop in on you in Bristol and take you out for proper food. .. you must look after yourself!

.. thankyou for the compliment. ..

I'm just about ok. Have a friend over, so we're watching tv. And I'm posting to h2g2 on my laptop.

You sound like my bestest friend. Who I still haven't called (will do it tomorrow night). he's always playing GTA 3 while we are on the phone.

*waves at njans friend*

You deserve lots of compliments. You are a lovely person!!

It's hard to eat right when theres not much cash flow But I'm Ok. I'll live. Not like I don't have the fat stores.



for Njan.

.. bad! He should pay you attention.

He.. is watching a programme about Drew Barrymore. So he doesn't wave back. But I'll tell him you waved later. I wouldn't want to interrupt him. *smirks*

I do not, and I am not.

.. .. you should eat properly! *stern moment*..

for saturnine

He does pay me attention! He pays me more attention that anyone. In fact, he was the one who was going to drive 400 miles up the motorway UTI to save me in Manchester, but didn't have enough petrol. And he is always at the end of the phone, ready to talk for 4 hours until he falls asleep.


Just reminding myself how much I him...MUST call him tomorrow.

I SHOULD eat properly, but I can't afford to. The good thing is, is that only rice and pasta is left int the cupboards, so it's not like any of it is going to kill me! I'll live.

DREW BARRYMORE?

Where?

*nods*.. I guessed. I was being facecious.. .. good. Everyone needs someone to talk to. Give him my love, even if you don't tell him it's from me.

The bad thing about pasta and rice is that they're all carbohydrate, so 2 hours after eating them you're hungry again. Do you have no bread at all? .. or even enough for a loaf of bread? only 37p at asda..

I forget which channel, but I think she's gone now.

I always rather liked Drew Barrymore..

I'm making some bread tomorrw...mmm...bread...Lots of veg and salad, and fish and yummy stuff on the weekend. Doesn't bother me too much. My own fault. Although I've always found pasta fills me up for hours on end...but that could just be me...!

I have DrewBarrymoreInUnderwear pictures above my mirrow. So pretty.



Bedtime soon...

.. bread is good. I've eaten half a pound of butter, two loaves of bread, and a fair-sized slab of cheese in about three days. .. I'm going to be all fat. .. but.. yeah. Gooood.

Really? Oh.. strange. .. I /always/ end up being hungry afterwards. What do you have with your pasta?

.. what's your room like?

Sweet dreams!

I make my pasta like this - biol water, add rock salt. Grate cheese. Put some butter on the plate with the cheese, alongside some mixed herbs. When pasta is cooked, drain away water, mix in cheese and stuff over heat, and eat with some grilled chicken, or veg, or both.

It is gorgeous.

Although pasta and butter is just as good without the cheese.

My room is lovely. Just got it how I want it...and of course now my Mum decides to put in for a flat swap. It has eggshellgreen/blue walls (alternate walls) with posters of Marilyn Manson and The Smashing Pumpkins and Tairrie B, and Kirt Cobain and the Deftones and all of they, on them (arranged on each wall so the photographic tones match - eg : black and white all together). Around/underneath the posters are lots of painted messy phrases. Very rockstar actually. SOme in German. And some in crayon etc etc. I have a single mattress on the floor. A thick blue carpet. An overloaded rack full of clothes.Shelved packed with books and CD's and pictures and stones and candles and feathers. Ummm...a stack of newspapers in the middle...my guitar...my amp...books everywhere...clothes everywhere...

That do?
Nightnight now!!

hmm.. *puts on spectacles and notes down*.. I'll have to try that way.

At the moment, I usually opt for pasta in saucepan, add a little oil and salt, add boiling water, and then boiling until ready.. when it IS ready, I drain it and either pour tomato sauce over the top (with a healthy sprinkling of oregano, coriander, and basil) or mix pesto in in the saucepan with some fresh basil chopped-up-bits.

Pasta and butter I've never tried. I know what I'm having for lunch.

groovy. .. I'm in the interesting position of living on two seperate sides of the country, so my room is currently neither here nor there, although my stuff is both here AND there. My room at southampton is extremely small, and aside from the books and the hifi and the usual student-y things, is decorated by a couple of posters, an assortment of extremely random things on the noticeboard, an assortment of extremely alcoholic bottles of spirits on the windowsill, and other random things which I happened to have taken with me (for example, the miniature totem which sits at the centre of the windowledge. )

My room back here at my parents house has nice blue wallpaper which I chose (hurrah), even MORE books, and - at the moment - piles of clothes all over the floor. They're very neat, folded piles: I just don't want to put them away, so they make up what I like to see as a form of natural art. .. I have a futon mattress underneath a bed-that's-six-feet-in-the-air which I refuse to sleep on (I used to like it....now I.. well, just really don't like it. )... as a consequence, any and all clothes which need hanging up are hung off it, so I have to part the effective curtain of cloth in order to actually get into my bed. Although it has the advantages of both my being able to sleep in - the sun can't get in - and everybody else in the house refusing to go in my room - which is fair enough, really.

I really do have a lot of very random things all over my bookshelves. To give examples, on one bookshelf, there's a KGB colonel's peaked cap, next to a triumverate of empty champagne bottles (there are two more with candles and melted wax on the windowsill).. on one wall, there's an aborigonal painted boomerang, and on another an african painted mask with a leaf pinned to the wall directly below it (I'd accidentally left it in a book, and it was pressed and I think looks rather lovely).

On one wall, I have a rather gorgeous and kaleidescopic indonesian dragon mask.

*Doth be quiet now*

I really should start boxing up my books sometime soon. Knowing the council, they'll spring it on us that there is a flat in place X and we have 2 days to move. I haven't as many books as I would like, but there are quite a few. Most of them are rotting back in the house I lived in for the first 11 years of my life. And there they will stay.

I have a little *shrine* type thing on the shelf above my desk; so I can look up and see stones and my little model of Jesus and Egyptian figurines and a dead candle and a feather. And behind all that is a big green frame with all my rockstar pictures in - when I met some of them and an autograph or two etc etc. Love that part.

- bad council. I know what the swift movingness is like, having moved several times this semester (even if I was only moving one over-crowded room of stuff each time).

eep!.. books, rotting?!.. howcome? why can't you get them back? poor books!

- what sort of stones, who're the pictures of?

Where are the best places to snaffle boxes from?

My books are rotting, for the same reason I haven't seen my brother in 3 years. Because my father is a c**t. Old Enid Blyton's, CS Lewis

But I've hunted down the same versions of some of them. Got a huge collection of Roald Dahl ones. Just got to find the same version of "Henry Sugar and other stories" and then all will be healed.

I'm not sure what types of stones...beach stones!! Grey funny shaped ones. And I have a rainbow coloured one I bought on a school trip.

The photo's are of me with Tairrie B, and me with Wednesday 13 from the Murderdolls. Lovely people. And I have Casey Chaos's autograph and a picture of Manson (just in the half-hope that I'll meet him and love him ) and a big postcard thing with My Ruin's autographs on...and a picture of Acey from The Murderdolls because he was really nice to me when I met him!