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Weird things that make this dimension unfamiliar and occasionally uncomfortable:
Celebrían is a sweet little blonde instead of a flaky redhead.
The availability of internet access is overwhelming. My dimension's torture chambers and laundry chutes were never so well-equipped.
My mother never died in that lumber accident in Lothlórien, and is slightly more unstable here. She has also disowned me.
My grandsons aren't sleeping with each other, neither do they do so much noble raised-chin trotting about on their horses in between orc slayings.
Four words: Eru and chili dogs.
Celeborn is gay. Very, very gay, from what I hear.
Medicine cabinets throughout Rivendell are filled with far more cough syrup than necessary. Makes one wonder.
When people refer to my granddaughter as "Arthur" here, it's a mistake.
Things that make the transition easier:
Toilets.
Satellite television.
A drastic reduction in all of that godforsaken elvish singing.
Things that make the transition easier: