bored and bored-er
Dusty old scratchy pocket of boredom. *rolls* TINY HOBBIT POCKET HOW I HATE THEE. *reads old magazines* *finds old LOTR fan club mag* Ooh, an article about the jewelry! About time, I should say. The whole history is set in motion because of jewelry and do we get much press? Well, that stupid One Ring does (boorish sot), plus a shitload of closeups (in the first movie anyway). All right, so Onesie’s kind of important, but we elven rings of power are much prettier and less psychosis-inducing and death mongering. Yes, stupid Nenya gets flashed all over the place, but Vilya and I? SHAFTED. *shudders* How many months riding the finger of that old guy, hidden by yards of scratchy grey material, my world dark and stuffy? And the smells! Three words: pipeweed, toffee, and lube.
*glitters* And now I see that Vilya and I were designed by someone different than that lovely, talented woman who designed Nenya for the recent film adaptations. WTF? I suppose this explains why Vil & I are so...plain in comparison. I have enough of an esteem issue without knowing I wasn’t good enough--or important enough--to be redesigned for the films. No wonder the mun doesn’t want a replica of me. Oh sure, she mutters about how cool that would be, but my page in the catalog isn’t turned down. I SEE YOU COVETING NENYA you sad loser geek! *sulks, sends a flame zinging around the kitchen*
*glitters* And now I see that Vilya and I were designed by someone different than that lovely, talented woman who designed Nenya for the recent film adaptations. WTF? I suppose this explains why Vil & I are so...plain in comparison. I have enough of an esteem issue without knowing I wasn’t good enough--or important enough--to be redesigned for the films. No wonder the mun doesn’t want a replica of me. Oh sure, she mutters about how cool that would be, but my page in the catalog isn’t turned down. I SEE YOU COVETING NENYA you sad loser geek! *sulks, sends a flame zinging around the kitchen*