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[24 Nov 2003|10:45pm] |
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*discards his clothing, dancing and wreaking havoc on the minds of a few unsuspecting hobbits* I've decided that construction work sucks. I quit, Lai.
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[11 Nov 2003|12:15am] |
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Back in the Shire. Still with the troupe, but Theo's not here. We're uh, building a theatre. I have tripped over one of the triplets atleast once every day for a week. It bit me.
I'm officially opposed to raising small, green creatures as children.
Also, the icon-fairy came thought of what my daughter might be learning from the ringwraiths has started giving me nightmares. Violated Lai for comfort. Atleast, I'm assuming it was Lai. Can't be sure with the number of things hopping in and out of his bed.
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[01 Oct 2003|07:25pm] |
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Dear nearby Valar, maiar or ringwraiths,
Either kill me or kill the horses. :D
Love,
Gildor
Have been wandering around Rohan for several days. I think at one point I broke down crying, but it's hard to remember. Was chased by numerous horses throughout. I'm never coming here again. Ever.
I think I see tents. o.o; Yay civilization. *darts across the plain screaming profanities*
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[25 Sep 2003|01:14am] |
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Having been violated numerous times by frisky, unwashed Rohirrim -- none of which were Theo, to my great misfortune -- I am reminded of only one fact: I hate ringwraiths. :D
Became a father. Not that anyone noticed. They've named her Furry Eru Furueru, and I am entirely insignificant to all of them except when they feel like raping or torturing something.
Yep. Cue angst.
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[21 Aug 2003|11:33pm] |
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*traipses around boredly*
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[07 Aug 2003|02:23pm] |
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You know, travelling with the troupe is a bit boring, and rather sickening when the only thing you see is grass, dirt, and Silinde flitting about your vision whining or trying to grope Lai without him noticing.
I'm too old for this.
*sighs and trudges along behind a jabbering Silinde*
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[18 Jul 2003|07:51pm] |
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*dances naked in a field*
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| I escaped! |
[30 Jun 2003|03:50am] |
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Ahahaha!
FRRREEEEE~!
I even have clothes this time.
I feel like dancing. Bloody wraiths.
I would go back to camp...! But I really have no idea where I am. And I'd just be endangering the rest of the troupe, Lai would angst, Silinde would get clingy, wraiths would come find me, mutilation ensues, shiny man cries, ent bursts into flame, something or someone mysteriously explodes, etc, etc. I'm sure there would be groping involved at some point.
*wanders quietly*
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[31 May 2003|09:37am] |
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*sits outside in the grass cross-legged, staring at the ground blankly*
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[21 May 2003|09:51pm] |
MYA!!11
*darts through the trees naked*
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[17 May 2003|11:24pm] |
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I took The Hat.
Silinde's been shrieking at me to give it back all day. Believe me, I would, but I sort of lost track of how much wine I had had and gave it away to a hobbit child last night think he looks cute when he's mad.
He amuses me to no end. And for anyone who may come across him in the future: poke him in the ear with a piece of grass. He hates that. Better be able to run fast, though. He gets fiesty. Especially if there's rocks nearby. Or a stick. Or a strategically placed loaf of bread. You'd think bread wouldn't hurt, wouldn't you? Not when Silinde gets a hold of it. Stupid git. *plucks bits of bread from his hair* Psh.
He's gone off somewhere (likely to devise a plan to kill me or shave me bald), anyhow, so now I'm bored.
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Yep. Very bored.
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[07 May 2003|09:48pm] |
Was going to go with the traditional 'I disappear for weeks at a time and almost get eaten by squirrels etc etc' entry, but immediately after submitting my original post the mun changed her mind.
Instead, we're just going to flaunt the fact that my paid account expired before LiveJournal decided to chop off the extra icons.
Go me. *struts*
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| I'm STILL alive. Surprise. |
[02 Apr 2003|04:22am] |
Hi.
Uhm. Theoden saved me from the furry pink thing, and for the last few days I've been wandering aimlessly.
I've not a damned clue where I am. I swear a raccoon tried to sleep in my hair last night.
Not that it matters.
Tripped over this a bit ago. Innit pretty?
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[17 Mar 2003|08:58pm] |
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HI.
I sortof live and I'mn ot sure but I think a snake just bit my ankle and there's like this weird little dwarf thingy growling at me and it'ss kinda furry and pink and it keeps puffing up at me.
I think I made it mad.
How was I supposed to know it didn't like being pelted with raisins?
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[08 Sep 2002|02:17am] |
Did you know that if you prance around naked long enough, they'll actually arrest you for indecent exposure?
And did you also know that every single prison in existence is required to have some sort of approximation of a large smelly man named 'Bubba' who wants to be your special friend?
Right.
I feel so very very dirty.
I'm going to go become a nun now, I think.
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[07 Jun 2002|02:03am] |
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*unconscious*
*would mention that he thinks Theo's furry hat is very sexy if he were awake*
*........*
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[29 May 2002|05:02am] |
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Walking. Yep.
*walks*
Needed to clear my head...
*stares off into space as he walks*
*blocks out everything except his thoughts*
GAH! *trips over something*
*blinks and notices what he just tripped over*
Err...... *blinks* *pokes it and gets no response*
Oh... Great... *sigh* *pokes the sleeping dwarf*
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