trmj's Journal: Page 23, sentence 5.

You know the rules, we've all done this before.

Book: The Ultimate Hitchhiker's Guide by Douglas Adams.

Sentence: "At that moment thr dull sound of a rumbling crash from outside filtered through the low murmur of the pub, through the sound of the jukebox, through the sound of the man next to Ford hiccupping over the whisky Ford had eventually bought him."

Tag. You're it.

sucks

[mekkab]

I was playing that online [bbc.co.uk] (uhm, compiles take forever) and wouldn't you know it, I got to Traal, and I left my towel on the floor of the frickin' Vogon spaceship! ACK! And my only intermediate saves are either On the Heart of Gold (too late) or just outside my house with Prosser (waay to early). Gosh.