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

Such a nice space here . This, by the way, is Nyssa posting on Njan's behalf. You can tell by the lack of the illustrious, gracious writing style common to lovely Njan's postings...

Njan is, as we speak, rather trapped in Wales, having been (in good faith, poor baby!) suctioned into a weekend of conversionistic hell at a Baha'i camp. Recalling my own days at Southern Baptist Church camps, I weep for him. I hope they at least don't wake him at the crack of dawn to sing the 'chicken song.' *shudders*

And so, dear Njan will be absent in 'body', so to speak, until Friday or so. Any who wish to join me in expressing their lamentations, please feel free *great weeping and gnashing of teeth *

And in remembrance of he who colors my thoughts, whose ethereal presence alights so gently on my mind...

(don't you all roll your eyes at once, now )

Ok. I'll start...

*rolls eyes*

oh and

*raises an eyebrow*

Why the f**k has he gone to a cult weekend?

Hiiiii Njaaaan I miiiiisss youuuuu!!!

His mom connived him somehow into going..I feel for him. On the other hand...we all need our nightmare church retreat experience!

I have had my own nightmare experiances at church camp. My dangly bits will never be teh same after one of those.

Njan, hope you survive the experiance with your body and soul intact.

threeeee mooooore daaaaayysss....

Three more days? How will we survive?

*scratches cheek thoughtfully* Distraction? *grins at VIP meaningfully*

Hmm... we must see what we can do for the moment, needs must and all that...

*holds out her hand*

*nervously takes hand, cocks head to one side, then breaks into a *

*places her arm around Nyss' waist, and starts to dance to the music tht sprung up from nowhere*

*smiles softly, and buries nose in VIPs hair*

*holds her a little tighter, letting all the stress and strain flow away, so it's just them and the music*

And, of course, the other people on the dance floor...

Ai, Principessa, you do bewitch me *idly runs a finger up and down VIPs spine*

*lets a single shiver run down her spine before dropping a gentle kiss on Nyssa'a cheek*

I've got to go to bed, love...must get up somewhat early.. *smiles slightly before kissing VIP lightly just to the side of her pretty mouth*

Goodnight, angel.

Goodnight, my pretty, speak to you soon...

*blows a kiss is the direction of the receding Nyssa&

*bounces a ball against the wall*

I had nothing but fun times at church...

Waterpistol fights in the big garden with the vicar...

Bonfire nights...

Trips to the beach...

T'was excellent.

Still. The C of E isn't that trauma inducing.

*dance and sing* Njan's actually coming back on Thursday! *makes underbreath joke about his math skills*

Oh I kid!

*keeps ing just in case*

SniFbLe.

I keep seeing that...saturnism...and I've no clue...