A quick sort-of apology to great-aunt Mirabella; somehow I feel like I stepped out of line, but I still stand by everything I said. But still, I'm sorry. It's just that Fingon is a good friend of mine and I'd rather you not leave mean comments in his journal when the whole situation wasn't his fault. Instead of raging at people, I feel your energy would be better spent actually looking for Bingo and whatnot.
Now that I'm back in my hobbit form, I feel like doing something. I'm not really in the mood for returning to the Shire. Life there was boring: sit, think about Lotho, sit some more, cry, whip out the photo album. Honestly, there HAS to be more to life than that.
Besides, Lotho doesn't show signs of wanting to come back. Maybe it's time to keep my eyes peeled for a straight, single male. (And just watch, if I ever find another boyfriend THEN he'll come back. -_-)
And uh...I swear this journal entry had a point. I just forgot what it was. ¬_¬