I am, in fact, educated. I am quite educated actually, despite my fabulous vocabulary and colourful words of choice. I know the difference between what to say and what not to say. I know how to behave in court. I do know how to talk to my generals. I was taught the proper way to address a person of a higher station than myself, not that there ( Read more... )

I love my cousin, Maglor. I have loved my cousin for a very long time, even during a time in which I thought I hated him. Though, I never hated him. My cries of "I hate you, everything is your fault" were really cries of "I love you, please come back to me". I love Maglor and I'm not afraid to admit it, I was never afraid to admit it. Though, this ( Read more... )

Wow, there's a topic of conversation I never thought I would have to cover again. However, fangirls are full of surprises. One moment you think you know everything there is to know about yourself and your life, the next, shit has hit the fan and you don't know your own ass from a hole in the ground. I don't hate fangirls, considering I would not ( Read more... )

So...we have another new fucking addition to the long list of morons that I live with. His name is Indelion and he's the son of Olwe and like the rest of us, he's got some issues. And I'm not talking *normal* issues. I'm talking *Curufin* issues. When I say *Curufin* issues, I mean the guy can be as cruel, if not crueler than Curufin. First off, he ( Read more... )

How You Are In Love
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I have come to the determination that I am one angry son of a bitch, and that I'm angry about things I can do nothing about. I'm not sure I'm even angry at the right people either, I should be terribly pissed off at Feanor, but I'm not nearly as pissed at him as I am at Maglor. I'll admit, it's my fault and it's his fault that the two of us did ( Read more... )

Wheoh, it's been an awfully long time since my last post, hasn't it. A whole damn month, so much has changed and happened it's not even funny. I think I'll start on the wench. The wench got Surgery and had her gall bladder removed, so she's kinda groggy and snappy. Though she had a fifteen hour sleep and woke up three hours ago. She had to go to ( Read more... )

Well...it seems that life bites as of late and not just with me. The wench is sick, and not sick "I have a nasty virus" sick. Sick like there's really something internally wrong with her. She thinks she might need surgery; she also thinks that the doctors in this little town in the middle of nowhere don't know their asses from a hole in the ground ( Read more... )