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My Eru. I have no idea what to say.
I'm still pregnant? Dior's still following his mother everywhere? I like grilled cheese. I dislike silmarils.
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ANNOUNCEMENT
This will actually only matter to Dior and the Witch-king.
Oh, and my mother in law who will yell at me.
Acquire maternity clothes for me now, one of you.
And please let the gestation period for elf and wraith be significantly shorter then the normal elf one. *rolls eyes*
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Lonely, bitter. Mostly bitter.
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I was going to update, but then I read that THEY'RE at it again, so now I'm in a bad mood and will instead go throw things at the nearest available Son of Fëanor.
P.S. Congratulations on the getting married thing, uncle Celeborn. You were much less drunk than Daddy. I applaud you. -
Here. Form.
Mandos Recall Release Form
Name of Review Applicant (ie: King Undead Elven Fucker): Nimloth
PRE-DEATH INFORMATION
Residence: Doriath
Occupation/Position (ie: Lord of Doriath): Apparently, I have gone down in history as the illustrious "Spouse of Dior".
Species/Race (ie: Elf, Noldor): Elf, Sindar (mostly)
Spouse (if applicable):- Name: Dior ( Read more... )
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My little girl isn't around much and the theme song to "Green Acres" gives me unrelenting headaches, so I've stayed away from the main TV room where Elrond vegetates relaxes and mostly kept to my own rooms, avoiding sugar-tripping elves and Fëanor's brats (the two not being mutally exclusive), and occasionally helping my granddaughter-in-law cousin ( Read more... ) -
Behold
My husband is back, and he's brought his hat.
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His two interests are 'Nimloth' and 'paperweights.' He's adorable. He forgot to list his hat, though. -
hahahaha
I could be wrong, but I think my great-grandchildren are hooking up. First cousins, as opposed to the usual third. Our family is now bringing it to a whole new level. Nienor and Turin, we may catch up to you yet.