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

Especially a 21st.

Well…here is how my day’s been going so far…

Was rudely woken up from a very nice sleep (involving a dream about me, someone else and a bottle of chocolate sauce) at 6:30am because my gran decided to phone me “nice and early” to wish me happy birthday…
Conversation follows:
Gran (bright-eyed and bushy-tailed): Happy birthday dear!
Me (mumbled and sleepy): Thanks Gran…
Gran: It sounds like you’ve just woken up! Did I wake you?
Me: Yes Gran…but it’s alright…
Gran: Oh dear, I’ve been up since eeeeeeeearly this morning already. Why are you still in bed?
Me: Coz it’s Sunday and it’s only 6:30!
Gran: When I was your age…*and so she continues*
Need I say more?
Any way, that call ended a while later and I rolled over, pulled the blankets closer, and proceded to drift back into dreamy chocolate sauce oblivion…

Phone goes again…(why did my folks put such a piercing ring on it???!!!)
My dad brings me the phone again – It’s one of my mates also wondering why the heck I’m still in bed. I’m wondering why the heck she’s up so early! I pointed out to her as well that it’s Sunday morning and STILL not even 7am! Her excuse was that her boyfriend and her had been up at 5 coz he had taken her to Breakfast Rock to watch the sunrise…No wonder she was in such a good mood when I know full well she’s NOT a morning person!!!
Chatted to her for a while – Friends are people I never mind talking to, no matter what the time is!

Finish conversation, roll over again – accidentally kick the cat at the end of my bed…she sees this as her cue to attack the offensive object and she launches herself at my leg…*tussle with cat ensues…*
The cat won…I moved aside and let her have her spot back…*sighs*

~And valiantly she pursues her quest for more sleep…~

Only to have the brother land on her bed…
“Al, can’t you aim for a place on my bed that does NOT have me in it???”
He grins like an idiot and points out that if he hadn’t landed on me, I probably wouldn’t have woken up… As if I was sleeping!!!

~Gives up on sleep and stumbles out of bed.~



Later that same morning…

There’s me, running up the stairs about to take the last step…
There’s my cat (again!!!) running down the passage about to turn the corner and come down the stairs…
We arrive at the top at the same time, only going in different directions…
I take the last step…
Cat tries to dive between my legs to get down the stairs…
Legs are closing fast…
I see the cat too late…
She gets squashed…
I miss the last step as a result…
Arms flailing wildly, I try grab the railing to stop myself from plummeting back down…

~We interrupt this broadcast to let you know of events that occurred yesterday which will aid your understanding of what follows: The very SAME person, was going down the stairs and like the klutz she is, tripped over herself… no comment. She grabbed at the railing too…and it came right off the wall. She only sustained minor bruising as she did not fall that far, however, her father didn’t think it so urgent to re-attach the railing immediately…broadcast continues…~

But alas! The railing is not there!!!
Result: I fell down the stairs, backwards and head first…
The stairs turn a corner…I didn’t.
Instead my head made a thud as it hit the wall, and I blacked out…

Woke up a few minutes later and guess where I was???
Still lying backwards on the stairs with my head against the wall
No one had heard anything!
Not surprising since my parents were arguing (as usual…I only wish they could have stopped that for just today!) and my brother was pulling matrix moves and shooting bad guys in his computer game.
My cat, however, was sitting there looking at me with one of those “I+didn’t+have+anything+to+do+with+how+you+got+there” kind of looks.

Dragged myself to my feet and went to assess the damage…
I have long red scratches down my back from the stairs, a lump the size of Jupiter on the top of my head, several deep gashes across my hand (where it hit the broken metal stubby-thing that was where the railing was supposed to have been)
And way too many bruises to count all over me.
Might I add too, for Arthur Dent’s sake, that I also received a nasty bruising to my upper arm…

So I decided to check my email hoping that could cheer me up…but alas!!!
…IT’S EMPTY TOO!!!!!
*sulks*

So, that is how I am so far spending my 21st birthday…

Don’t you just wish yours was like this too???!!!

oooOOOOOooooOOOOOooooOOOOO that was a long one



Here have some and


happy birthday sweetheart

Thank you!!!

Sorry it was so long...

*dances with you*


in competition with Jack are you

What is it with you people, can't you do the simplest of things hithout hospitalising your selves?

oh and here, have some

happy birthday lauda!!!

Thank you!!!

TB - it wasn't my fault! It was my cat! Evil thing she is...and everyone thinks she's so cute, when inside she's just out to get me!

I think this time I've beaten most people when it comes to lengthy journal entries...

And then to top off my wonderful morning, my electric guitar broke. Handle came off body AND the neck split lengthways...
I've been expecting that too happen for a while now - ever since that Cutting Jade moment I had a couple of weeks ago...
Now I don't have anything to leap about my room like a maniac with while slamming out Machine Head and Tweak!!!

I always thought cats were evil.

Happy Birthday!

Hope your day gets better.

yeah...soon!!!

Well is it not already better? I mean like you're talking to me.

Happy birthday Sweetie

Sorry it hasnt been all smiles and sunshine..

Certainly no smiles...

Sunshine, yes - but only coz this is SA and it's Summer...

So where do we find those smiles?

now that should bring a smile

Good idea. Let's give it a go.

....

Do you not like being tickled?

I'm helluva ticklish...

I can be. You just have to get me in the right places.