Ford: I'm going to have to put this fish in your ear. And these chips with vinegar on.

Damn. I wrote an entire entry, and then accidentally deleted it. I'm going to have to try and duplicate it, but this will never be as amazing as the original.

There's a great Hitchhiker's Guide page on the BBC website. Seriously. Check it out. I don't have the link(as usual) but you can probably find it by going to www.bbc.co.uk. Just search it. Actually, I've got a funny story pertaining to that. There's a question on one of the quizzes that looks like this:

What does a Babel Fish do?

a) Eats Anglers

b) Tastes nice with vinegar and Chips

c) Translates languages if you put it in your ear

Penny read it, and thought that answer 'b' said Translates well with vinegar and chips. This is where my title of this post came from.

Marion has made me an awesome purse for Christmas. I should have mentioned it by now. It has 'John' embroidered on it. Lifty, huh? Anyhow, she also made one for Penny, and Ringo-Leah, and she'll hopefully make one for herself. Then we can all wear them and walk down the street, and people will say, "Look, The Beatles!" or more likely, "What?" Something like that.

I had a really amazing dream last night. I only know it's amazing because I can remember little snippets, because I'm afraid I have forgotten the rest. Agh! I'll recount what I CAN remember.

These people came from overseas, and it took them years to get to this country and settle there.
And there was this pirate chief, who was like this little wimpy british guy with his hair back in a ponytail, but he was vicious!
And Death lived in the top left corner of the land.
Sirius and Remus were there.
And there was this conspiracy.
And Ford Prefect was attacked by something and had to fight it off, which seemed to consist mostly of whacking it with his satchel.

In other words, wow! Those three guys in ONE DREAM! I want to remember it so bad! I want some sort of machine that can record your dreams. It would make life much better. I'd delete the ones I didn't want, and watch them all the time instead of movies. Only, my dad says terrorists would watch them, and use them to figure out my weaknesses and read my mind. I personally think that's rather silly.

Oh well. I also want a machine that can travel back in time without affecting the space/time continuum, and a machine that let's me travel into fictional areas, but those aren't going to happen either.

A lot of the time, I waste time by figuring out just how I'd phrase my wishes to a genie, if I found one, in order to avoid misinterpretation. And then I have to stop myself. Because it's never going to happen! Or I think about what I would do if I was transported into a book, or something. I dunno. It's the main reason I have difficulties getting to sleep.

So, anyhow, I guess I've run out of useless blather to fill the page with. See you again when I find more.