( here we go again... )

All right. I want out. I'm not doing jack squat here and the dwarves have all gone to play in some other ward (which is a blessing and a curse all at fucking once) so I wanna go back to Middle Earth and I am NOT going under Denethor's desk to sneak out through that tube. He's filled it with something really fuckin' gross and I'm not going to ( Read more... )

I guess kinslaying still isn't back in style.

Damn.

Wifey!

I also promise to stay away from narcotics and anything associated with my brother's shady dealings with certain dwarves. Earlier, when I went back to his hotel room that he was staying at to pick up my hat that I left there, I found a dwarf there rummaging around Finarfin's room, beard dusty with cocaine talcum powder ( Read more... )

First things first: After a verbal exchange between myself and my half-brother/sister, I got a monkey for Finny!!!This is Beatrice. She enjoys checking her stocks in the Wall Street Journal everyday, as you can see. The New York Stock Exchange. She's been a bit irritable lately because of the fact that Honeywell's prices has been bouncing up and ( Read more... )

Hello, hello, hello everyone. :)