I wish I was a Hobbit.
I have so much that I feel like ranting about, but instead I'll just post a few pictures from Lord of the Rings online. As unhappyending posted here, the Spring Festival is on, which means lots of fun running around through mazes and learning new dances, and getting really really drunk.
Not a festival picture, but more of an example of what Laura, Vas, Phaedra and I do when we're in a Fellowship. We get on our horses (or ponies. Vas's dwarf and my Hobbit get ponies) to stand on a barrel in four different directions, creating a four-headed horse. Or something.
We found out - or rather, Phaedra found out - that if you stand on a chair and /sit, you sit in the chair as you would sit in a chair, not in lame sidways seating we usually do. This is my Hobbit and Phaedra's Elf posing in our new Festival hats. Aka, the Hobbit version of St. Patrick's Day. We had to drink green beer made of clover as part of the quest to get these hats.
The festival is a way to make new friends. This is Willowa and her new boyfriend, "Townsperson." He has red hair. Willowa thinks that's hot. This is also an example of the usual sitting down for girl characters. At least they don't make them ride side-saddle.
And my favourite of all. At the festival in Bree, there was a group of Hobbits dancing. It was just too cute, I had to join in. Willowa's the third from the left, doing her newly learned Hobbit dance.
And, since I can't hold it in, a quick overview of my life:
-I'm getting tired of my job. I want a big-person job, but am not qualified for any, which makes me panicky if I think about it too much. Plus, recession and whatnot.
-Going to Retro Prom in two days and am very excited. Have my ugly 80s dress (purple with shoulder pads and pearl buttons down the front) and sparkely tights all ready.
-I really really really really really really really want to move. I hate my place more and more every day. But I don't have a subletter yet, and while my landlord will let me out of my lease two months early, that still means I have two months of paying double rent. With my food industry pay.
-My youngest sister visited me last weekend. I hope she had fun. Didn't corrupt her too much this time. Middle sister also visited on Saturday with her boyfriend, and all four of us hung out. Chris will be a good addition to the family in a couple of years.
-Finished Book Five of Wheel of Time and want to continue. And I was going to only read to Book Two, just so I could role play with Laura in Netland Towers. I have to wait until tomorrow night to get book Six, though, and I have no idea what I'm going to read until then.
-Counting down the days until I get to go to Calgary. Maybe I'll feel better in my job after I've had a good vacation. Probably not, but I'm trying to be optimistic.
-I want to move. Did I mention that? I want to move so badly!
Not a festival picture, but more of an example of what Laura, Vas, Phaedra and I do when we're in a Fellowship. We get on our horses (or ponies. Vas's dwarf and my Hobbit get ponies) to stand on a barrel in four different directions, creating a four-headed horse. Or something.
We found out - or rather, Phaedra found out - that if you stand on a chair and /sit, you sit in the chair as you would sit in a chair, not in lame sidways seating we usually do. This is my Hobbit and Phaedra's Elf posing in our new Festival hats. Aka, the Hobbit version of St. Patrick's Day. We had to drink green beer made of clover as part of the quest to get these hats.
The festival is a way to make new friends. This is Willowa and her new boyfriend, "Townsperson." He has red hair. Willowa thinks that's hot. This is also an example of the usual sitting down for girl characters. At least they don't make them ride side-saddle.
And my favourite of all. At the festival in Bree, there was a group of Hobbits dancing. It was just too cute, I had to join in. Willowa's the third from the left, doing her newly learned Hobbit dance.
And, since I can't hold it in, a quick overview of my life:
-I'm getting tired of my job. I want a big-person job, but am not qualified for any, which makes me panicky if I think about it too much. Plus, recession and whatnot.
-Going to Retro Prom in two days and am very excited. Have my ugly 80s dress (purple with shoulder pads and pearl buttons down the front) and sparkely tights all ready.
-I really really really really really really really want to move. I hate my place more and more every day. But I don't have a subletter yet, and while my landlord will let me out of my lease two months early, that still means I have two months of paying double rent. With my food industry pay.
-My youngest sister visited me last weekend. I hope she had fun. Didn't corrupt her too much this time. Middle sister also visited on Saturday with her boyfriend, and all four of us hung out. Chris will be a good addition to the family in a couple of years.
-Finished Book Five of Wheel of Time and want to continue. And I was going to only read to Book Two, just so I could role play with Laura in Netland Towers. I have to wait until tomorrow night to get book Six, though, and I have no idea what I'm going to read until then.
-Counting down the days until I get to go to Calgary. Maybe I'll feel better in my job after I've had a good vacation. Probably not, but I'm trying to be optimistic.
-I want to move. Did I mention that? I want to move so badly!