In Lindon.
Going to say goodbye to
Mom. I'm really going to miss her, we've bonded so well during our months together...in all that time she hasn't treated me like a complete idiot as is the custom with some people. Even at my most stupid points she never criticized me or told me I was actually stupid, she usually just made lame excuses and distracted me with shiny things but still it's better than hearing 'You moron!' every ten seconds. We've spent most of the day drinking (of course my drinking was carefully monitored.)and organising stuff. I've never seen so many lighters in my life.
Fingon has managed to keep a safe distance from anything flammable, he thinks we're going to blow Lindon up. I'm disappointed by his lack of faith.
Speaking of Fingon...I entertained the thought of surrounding
Glorfie with barbed wire, just to keep Fingon away from him. Glorfie didn't like that idea :( Something about pain, I don't know, I tuned him out when he started using big words and then, um, hugged him so he wouldn't think I was intentionally ignoring him. Because technically I wasn't, but was...and, um, yeah. Whatever.
Anyway, the usurper Fingon should be very careful.
Speaking of which, I have to kill something and throw it's dead body in his bed as a threat.