My brother returned from his little fucking joyride to Valinor yesterday and man... I missed want to fucking hug kill that lovable insane fuckwad.

His abscence, however, did give me and G-g a chance to actually get to know each other aside from the "your uncle Turgon is a fucking pansy" comments that Fingon tells his son every other hour day or so ( Read more... )

That poor bastard Galdor is getting married to that non-canon chick my brother hates. I personally don't give a shit either way, but seeing that it's the most interesting thing that's happened in the past twenty-four hours, eh.

_redpanda_ did the unthinkable yesterday and suggested that if I should ever turn into a woman, I should be Julia Roberts. So ( Read more... )

I wonder if it's too much to ask to build palaces and castles out of cheese. Or build them out of stone and then cover every inch of it with pillows.

Seeing that I don't think G-g will like going from King Gil-galad, the last whose realm was fair and free or some shit to the Cheese King of Middle Earth, it's time to babyproof Lindon in preparation ( Read more... )

My sister-in-law is here.

The mortal one.

Wait, is there any other one? No, no, only sister-in-law, don't hold the mortality against her. She gave birth to this schmuck, I mean, my dear, dear son-in-law. :)

So everything and everyone is fucked up after the events of last night. I'm not that shocked. I spent last night out on the grassy fields of Lindon while my brother and father went off to go kill some hobbit that I actually liked. I knew they had the wrong one. Hell, everyone knew. But they never listen. I never interfere. With the way that things ( Read more... )

My mun would like to say that her puppets are inactive because we've all been playing in apartment406 too long. It's her fault, of course, and we are having fun, we're just not updating our journals too much. 'Cause of the aforementioned having too much fun thing. Yea.

Holy shit. It's been two and a half weeks since I took my vow of celibacy. I didn't forget about the vow itself but I forgot what date it was. June 8th. It's the 25 now... 17 days. Wow ( Read more... )

Mum's gonna die. :( Not now, but eventually, I suppose. :\

Thing is, if she's now living by the reckoning of hobbits and men, wouldn't she be dead already, being thousands upon thousands of years old? I don't want my mum to die. :( I don't want my dad to stay dead. :( DAMMIT I WANT AT LEAST ONE PARENT ON MIDDLE EARTH!! Is that so much to ask for ( Read more... )

Fucking bored today. Really. Fucking. Bored. And annoyed too, since the people singing outside refuse to stop. But that's only on the east side of the castle. On the west side is... totally fucking different. For one thing, these two guys and this woman were outside talking loudly in their little weird accents and once in a while would sprout up ( Read more... )

My brother went nuts.

I tried to stop him. He threw a rock at my head but it missed. My father interfered and told me to just let him be, let him be, let him be yea, let it be! Whisper words of wisdom, let it... shit getting off track, damn Lindon singers!

I told my dad that there WERE no servants of Morgoth anymore (except Sauron but he's busy ( Read more... )