I was out shopping and I found the most adorable toys to take Lily and Merin. Look at them! How could anyone resist?

I have a sneaking suspicion plushies may be evil. No, really, think about it. Evil.


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I've been trying to trace my past, since I can't remember most of it want to know more about the history of my family. This is the only useful thing I've found so far. Perhaps if my husband hadn't spent most of the trilogy shagging shagging his cousin, people would have paid more attention to me. Bitter, me? Never ( Read more... )

I feel mildly guilty for being off with my mun and Lilliput while everything's going to Mandos in a handbasket back home. Makes me wonder if I should come back...

Lily, hurry up, we'll have to set off as early as possible to cover enough ground today, with legs as short as ours. I know you're not a good writer yet, but I showed you how to print all the words you need. Finish up the letter and pick up your bag. Ready? Ok, then, wave to everyone!

Bye bye!

Well. I appear to be a child again. Either this is someone's idea of a joke, or the constant time-travel being engaged in by everyone is having a dire effect on me. I knew that agreeing to be Sam jr's consort when we were power-mad would come back to bite me ( Read more... )

Merin, Lily, since we had such a good time going out to eat together yesterday, how'd you like to come on a trip with me? Erebor sounds nice, doesn't it? It'll be like a road trip, we can sing and eat ice cream for every single meal, every day! Lots of fun, I promise!

I've changed my mind. I don't want to adopt a child. Children are difficult, they want food with nutrients and vitamins and carbohydrates and all this other stuff; as opposed to the alcohol-sugar-caffiene cocktails I usually subsist on. Back in my day a little girl would have jumped at the chance to get plastered with her favourite aunt, but kids ( Read more... )

I was going for a night walk when I chanced to see some of these events in the distance. I had been hoping something like this would happen, I care greatly for both of them ( Read more... )

I found some of my old teenage journals when I was cleaning, and I thought I'd share. This is a poem I wrote back then ( Read more... )

Here, Sam, I bought this book for you, as it seems tasteful and not at all painfully sentimental and laboured.

It's terribly quiet here today, and it's difficult not to feel melancholy. I'm going to listen to the Cats original Broadway cast recording played backwards and then get dressed up in my best clothes and go check out all the orphanages, ( Read more... )