<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3914670</id><updated>2011-04-21T12:27:12.467-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The Black Hole of My Mind</title><subtitle type='html'>I bet you always wondered how my mind worked, didn't you?
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&lt;!--WEBBOT bot="HTMLMarkup" Endspan --&gt;</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://bhmm.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3914670/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bhmm.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04656727854045690775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>13</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3914670.post-87657102</id><published>2003-01-18T16:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2003-01-18T16:12:53.730-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;"PS - Laura, if you are reading this I am still queen of the world even though my staples are in your digestive system!"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;worthless blah&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, yes, I have been gone a long time, sorry, sorry, blah, blah, blah&lt;br /&gt;my stupid blog isn't working&lt;br /&gt;so I am starting a new one!&lt;br /&gt;again....&lt;br /&gt;pleh&lt;br /&gt;fare well!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3914670-87657102?l=bhmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3914670/posts/default/87657102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3914670/posts/default/87657102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bhmm.blogspot.com/2003_01_12_archive.html#87657102' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04656727854045690775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3914670.post-86678930</id><published>2002-12-29T18:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-29T18:23:07.063-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;"yes, yes, I like the CHINCHILLA! wah ha ha!"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;warped&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's an extremely random roleplay my friend Kate and I did...&lt;br /&gt;well, the beginning of it anyway. there are maybe 20-some more pages...&lt;br /&gt;Haldir: *yawn*&lt;br /&gt;Eowyn: lets eat panckaes!&lt;br /&gt;Lorra: yes!!! I'll make them!&lt;br /&gt;Frodo: Sam.....stop! you are burning the flowers!&lt;br /&gt;Lorra: what? burning flowers? *stops making pancakes*&lt;br /&gt;Pippin: WOW! I thought Sam was a gardner! boy was I wrong!&lt;br /&gt;Lorra: you should not burn flowers, sam! it hurts their feelings!&lt;br /&gt;Merry: not to mention kills them&lt;br /&gt;Elithraniel: Wormtongue! Hurry in here and get me my perfume!&lt;br /&gt;Wormtongue: oy. coming! *sulks in*&lt;br /&gt;Frodo: *belch!* that was tasty bacon....great job Lorra!&lt;br /&gt;Lorra: what? I made bacon? since when do I like bacon? oh well.&lt;br /&gt;Frodo: this is great Lorra&lt;br /&gt;Lorra: no problem. *returns to pancakes* la la la...&lt;br /&gt;Elithraniel: Grima Wormtongue! *hits with a pan* dont step on my foot!&lt;br /&gt;Lorra: hey! give that back! I was making pancakes!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Lithy: Wormy!&lt;br /&gt;wormtongue: ouch. *grumbles to self* this is not worth it....even if I do get to eat with eowyn....&lt;br /&gt;Frodo: Lorra dear, could you make me some O.J.?&lt;br /&gt;Eowyn: Wormtongue, you poisonous snake! I hate you and you are ugly and stupid....get a life! go away! I hate you....you goose!&lt;br /&gt;: Lorra: well, okay. *wanders off to get some oranges*&lt;br /&gt;Wormtongue: ....&lt;br /&gt;Gollum/Smeagol: Yes! *nods* we are smarts....you hobbitses and elveses are tricksy!&lt;br /&gt;wormtongue: now what have I done?&lt;br /&gt;Merry: elves? where??&lt;br /&gt;Legolas: here! &lt;br /&gt;Haldir: Here!&lt;br /&gt;Eowyn: i dislike you Wormtongue&lt;br /&gt;wormtongue: what else is new?&lt;br /&gt;Lithy: *hugs HER wormy* Awww! I love you!&lt;br /&gt;Wormtongue: you do, lithy?&lt;br /&gt;wormtongue: really??&lt;br /&gt;Lithy: Yes!!!! : )&lt;br /&gt;wormtongue: *cries with joy*&lt;br /&gt;Lithy: *kisses Wormy* &lt;br /&gt;merry: *shakes head* that is one desperate man&lt;br /&gt;Lithy: *slaps merry* he likes ME!&lt;br /&gt;merry: my point exactly&lt;br /&gt;Lithy: I am faking that I had  no ideal clue intellectaul......&lt;br /&gt;Frodo: you are making no sense!&lt;br /&gt;Lorra: that is because she is just saying big words to sound smart. she has a bit of an inferiority complex disorder. Thing.&lt;br /&gt;Pip: *BURP!* yum.....ale in me coffee!&lt;br /&gt;merry: ale in coffee?? now that's gross! then again...*tries some* hmm... *hiccup!*&lt;br /&gt;sam: geez....I really think Master Frodo needs a nap....&lt;br /&gt;Lorra: what? why? what's wrong????&lt;br /&gt;Lorra: *fret, fret*&lt;br /&gt;Frodo: *snooze* Sam...what are you talking about? .....Zzzzzz&lt;br /&gt;Lorra: you poor thing! let me find a comfy place for you to sleep....&lt;br /&gt;lithy: *grabs legolas and haldir* My elves!&lt;br /&gt;lorra: haldir? oh, hello! sheesh lithy, you have man already...&lt;br /&gt;lithy: who?&lt;br /&gt;Lorra: *tries to carry frodo to a couch* umph! wormtongue of course&lt;br /&gt;lorra: *mutters* you need to cut back on the extra meals, frodo...you're heavy for such a short person......&lt;br /&gt;lithy: but he is a man....not an elf!&lt;br /&gt;Lorra: exactly. wormtongue is your man. you do not need two elves as well. besides, haldir likes me better!&lt;br /&gt;pippin: riiiiiiight......and I'm a hobbit! (sarcastic)&lt;br /&gt;merry: pip...you are a hobbit&lt;br /&gt;wormtongue: I am no one's man!&lt;br /&gt;Lorra: I think you may have had too much ale, pip...*takes his cup away*&lt;br /&gt;haldir: i dont like any hobbity people...only elves&lt;br /&gt;lithy: ha! and I am an elf!&lt;br /&gt;Lorra: *tears up* bu-bu-bu-but haldir..........&lt;br /&gt;haldir: you are my friend!&lt;br /&gt;Lorra: fine then! be that way! I've got frodo, I don't need you! *cuddles frodo* he's mine!&lt;br /&gt;Lorra: my own!&lt;br /&gt;Lorra: my hobbit!&lt;br /&gt;Frodo: you are embarrasing me!&lt;br /&gt;Lorra: *blinks* you were asleep a second ago&lt;br /&gt;haldir: i am going to look for female elves&lt;br /&gt;lithy: okay....you found one!&lt;br /&gt;Galadriel: *pops up out of the ground* I am a female elf!&lt;br /&gt;haldir: yuck....you old hag!&lt;br /&gt;galadriel: *frowns* meanie! *pops back*&lt;br /&gt;Arwen: *pops up in her place* I am a female elf too!&lt;br /&gt;aragorn: hey! you are my elf!&lt;br /&gt;Arwen: err....ahhh....how did you get here?&lt;br /&gt;aragorn: that's not the point! how did YOU get here?&lt;br /&gt;Arwen: that's not the point!&lt;br /&gt;haldir: i'll take lithy.&lt;br /&gt;lithy: YAY! *throws herself a party!*&lt;br /&gt;wormtongue: bu-bu-bu-but....*wails* noooooo!&lt;br /&gt;lithy: wormy......you said you were no one's man!&lt;br /&gt;wormtongue: that's not the point!&lt;br /&gt;legolas: whadddbout me?&lt;br /&gt;merry: that's not the point!&lt;br /&gt;pippin: I am hungry!&lt;br /&gt;everyone except sam (shouting): THAT'S NOT THE POINT!&lt;br /&gt;sam: then what is the point?&lt;br /&gt;lorra: I *was* making pancakes but lithy *glares* stole the pan to whack wormtongue! *steals it back*&lt;br /&gt;wormtonue: yeah...*rubs head* and it still hurts&lt;br /&gt;merry: what happened to the pancake batter anyway?&lt;br /&gt;pip: *burps* ooops!&lt;br /&gt;Lorra: *grumble grumble* I'll just make more....say where is frodo?&lt;br /&gt;pip: i thought it was oatmeal&lt;br /&gt;merry: OATMEAL?? only you could mistake half-cooked pancake batter for oatmeal!!!!! especially because it got poured on wormtongue's head when she hit him!&lt;br /&gt;frodo: AHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Lorra: *drops everything* what? what?&lt;br /&gt;frodo: I hit my hairy foot on the dumb golden door! : )&lt;br /&gt;pip: *pokes the smiley face* go away!&lt;br /&gt;Lorra: oh no! are you hurt? are you bleeding? do you need help? there are some elves here, they can heal---&lt;br /&gt;frodo: *falls over*&lt;br /&gt;Lorra: *catches him*&lt;br /&gt;sam: master frood!&lt;br /&gt;pip: *belch* who? frood?&lt;br /&gt;Lorra: in hitchiker's guide to the galaxy, being a frood is good&lt;br /&gt;Lorra: zaphod beeblebrox always called himself the hoopiest frood in the universe&lt;br /&gt;frodo: what?&lt;br /&gt;sam: O_o&lt;br /&gt;Lorra: nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;haldir: lithy!&lt;br /&gt;lithy: haldir wants me&lt;br /&gt;wormtongue: *sniff, sniff* then go ahead and run away with him! nobody cares about me anyway!!!&lt;br /&gt;legolas: am I neglected by my female lovers too&lt;br /&gt;merry: as opposed to male lovers?&lt;br /&gt;legolas: what did you say?&lt;br /&gt;merry: nothing&lt;br /&gt;Lorra: *boths hands covering mouth to try to keep from laughing*&lt;br /&gt;lithy: lets get married Haldir!&lt;br /&gt;wormtongue: *wipes away tear* go ahead. I'll just crawl into a corner and die..but don't let it ruin your wedding...&lt;br /&gt;lithy: what did you say Grima?&lt;br /&gt;eowyn: hahaha!!!!!!!!!! finally! : )&lt;br /&gt;wormtongue: *glares at eowyn* I hate you.&lt;br /&gt;eowyn: right back at ya!&lt;br /&gt;Wormtongue: *bursts into tears*&lt;br /&gt;theoden: did anyone realize that I am king?&lt;br /&gt;aragorn: I thought I was? oh, nevermind. I am not yet king of gondor. and this isn't gondor anyway. why isn't this gondor?&lt;br /&gt;Eomer: *yawn*&lt;br /&gt;Gandalf: Oh! Is this some sort of demonic party?&lt;br /&gt;sauroman: yes! it is! WAH HA HA HA HA HA HA!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Saruman: Ahhh! Grima there you are!&lt;br /&gt;wormtongue: eep! *tries to hide face behind lithy's skirts*&lt;br /&gt;haldir: hey you! *grabs wormtongue* get away from the skirts!&lt;br /&gt;frodo: *hugs lorra* I wuv you!&lt;br /&gt;Lorra: *blinks* I thought you were asleep? *pats head* I love you too....&lt;br /&gt;sam: no! *grabs lorra from frodo* my master frodo!&lt;br /&gt;Lorra: what?&lt;br /&gt;rosie: my sam!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Swenwyn: hey rosie move over! my sam!&lt;br /&gt;lithy: sweny? where did you come from?&lt;br /&gt;Lorra: wyni! hello! *^^*&lt;br /&gt;((note: sweny ans wyni are the same person - swenwyn))&lt;br /&gt;manawiel: my...er...pippin?&lt;br /&gt;merry: hey!!! *cries*&lt;br /&gt;manaiwel: sorry, just kidding. *pats head* my merry!&lt;br /&gt;Elrond: Men are weak!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Lorra: where did you come from?!?!&lt;br /&gt;aragorn: I am insulted!&lt;br /&gt;arwen: daddy!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Lorra: I thought you left, arwen....&lt;br /&gt;Elrond: I came from.....um....hmmm...??? I have no idea&lt;br /&gt;merry: oh! I know! you popped out of the ground!&lt;br /&gt;Legolas: ORCS!&lt;br /&gt;Bilbo: There and back again....ah my book....*sees group* ah a party!&lt;br /&gt;Lorra: *sits down on the floor* my. brain. hurts.&lt;br /&gt;Lurtz: Arrr awww woaaaa!&lt;br /&gt;Lorra: I thought you were dead!&lt;br /&gt;Ghost of Boromir: Ah! you evil son of an elf!&lt;br /&gt;Lorra: and you too!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;IGollum: hmm.......you peopleses are tricksy! lets eat a raw fish!&lt;br /&gt;Lorra: eew. let's cook it first! I know a good recipie for fish!&lt;br /&gt; Gimli: if I were a bit taller...I could see the crowd&lt;br /&gt;Legolas: Shall I describe it to or do you want me to get you a box?&lt;br /&gt;Galadriel: hmmm&lt;br /&gt;Elrond: *looks around at everybody, really confused* Men are weak?&lt;br /&gt;gil-Galad: In my days........men showed respect for the elves!&lt;br /&gt;Lorra: *points spoon at galadriel accusingly* now I KNOW you popped back!&lt;br /&gt;Isildur: i am here&lt;br /&gt;Gollum: ah! lorra....my prescious&lt;br /&gt;Lithy: *laughs*&lt;br /&gt;Lorra: O_O I think I may want to leave. this is getting scary.&lt;br /&gt;large crowd of ents: arum! arum! arum!&lt;br /&gt;large crowd of ents: *smash through wall*&lt;br /&gt;treebeard: *bends over* heeeeeeelllllloooooooooooooo, liiiitttlleeeeeeee nnnoooottttt - oooooooorrrccssssssssssssss...........&lt;br /&gt;Lorra: I give up. this is never going to make sense.&lt;br /&gt; Lorra: then again, I'm 13. I don't have to make sense!&lt;br /&gt;elrond: hmm...I have came to the conclusion that all of you elves, hobbits, men *shudders*, and whatever else you are are insane&lt;br /&gt;Lorra: it took you this long? man, you're dumber than I thought!&lt;br /&gt;Lorra: no offense, of course&lt;br /&gt;frodo: you are 13? @_@???&lt;br /&gt;Lorra: err...ahhhhhh.....maybe....&lt;br /&gt;Lithy: *grabs Haldir*&lt;br /&gt;Lithy: *slurp*&lt;br /&gt;wormtongue: *still holding onto the hem of lithy's skirt* waaaah!&lt;br /&gt;Haldir: let go of Lithy you gross fiend!&lt;br /&gt;wormtongue: bu-bu-bu-bu-but.....lithy likes me...she is the only one who does! *crawls away sobbing*&lt;br /&gt;Celeborn: *pops through* hey! is Galadriel here?&lt;br /&gt;saruman: stupid grima. *steps on him*&lt;br /&gt;Galadriel(sitting on elrond's lap): ack!&lt;br /&gt; Galadriel: cel-cel-cel-cel-celeborn!!!! how did you get here?&lt;br /&gt;Eye of Sauron: hmmmm....I can for-see...HA! that was a good one! since I am an eye I can for-SEE!!&lt;br /&gt;merry: aren't you a bit big to fit in here? and how come you aren't setting everything on fire anyway?&lt;br /&gt;E.O.S and Celeborn: thats not the point!&lt;br /&gt;treebeard: arum! arum! arum!&lt;br /&gt;Celebrian: ?&lt;br /&gt;elrond: *rampaging around shouting* MEN ARE WEAK! MEAN ARE WEAK! MEN ARE---I thought you were dead!&lt;br /&gt;Celebrian: Elrond....I told you not to hang around Gil-Galad!&lt;br /&gt;((note: gil-galad HATES men))&lt;br /&gt;Elrond: well, you were dead!&lt;br /&gt;celebrian: yes...but I am here anyway&lt;br /&gt;Arwen: kiss me Aragorn&lt;br /&gt;Pippin: *drunk* okay&lt;br /&gt;frodo: Lorra! kiss me!&lt;br /&gt;Legolas: ok!&lt;br /&gt;haldir, elrond...and all elves except legolas: AH! you are a disgrace to elf lore!&lt;br /&gt;legolas: lorra wants to kiss me&lt;br /&gt;frodo: *growls* ar!&lt;br /&gt;Lorra: no I don't! I only want to kiss frodo! (well, and haldir but let's not go into that while frodo can hear)&lt;br /&gt;Lithy: *^^* where did Grima go?&lt;br /&gt;E.O.S.: You all shall DIE!&lt;br /&gt;wormtongue: I'm here......owies ((saroman is still standing on him))&lt;br /&gt;gimli: hey look! if I stood on that *points to wormtongue* I could see better!&lt;br /&gt;wormtongue: no don't!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Ringwraith: hmm.... no ring here&lt;br /&gt;aragorn: *throws flaming torch into ringwraith*&lt;br /&gt;Tom Bambadill: Hey&lt;br /&gt; Lorra: TOMMMMM!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Lorra: *throws self at tom* I love you tom!&lt;br /&gt;Lorra: wait, wrong tom.&lt;br /&gt;Lithy: where is Grima?&lt;br /&gt;Eowyn: who cares?&lt;br /&gt;Galadriel: *kisses elrond*&lt;br /&gt;Celeborn: that is enough, Galdriel!!!! we are going home!!!!!!! *grabs her and slings her over his shoulder to carry her away*&lt;br /&gt;Arwen: Aragorn...lets go find our selves a cozy corner&lt;br /&gt;Aragorn: sounds good to me!&lt;br /&gt;Elrond: *grabs Aragorn* dumb man!&lt;br /&gt;Wormtongue: I told you I was here, but does anyone care? no! nobody likes WORMTONGUE!&lt;br /&gt;aragorn: arr!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Lithy:  I love Wormtongue!&lt;br /&gt;wormtongue: then save me~!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Elrond: *starts marching around with aragorn slung over his shoulder* MEN ARE WEAK! MEN ARE WEAK! MEN ARE WEAK!&lt;br /&gt;Ghost of Boromir: Ar!!!&lt;br /&gt;Lorra: are you still here?&lt;br /&gt;G.O.B: you are insulting Gondor, lord Elrond!Elrond: of course. MEN ARE WEAK! MEN ARE WEAK! MEN ARE WEAK!&lt;br /&gt;Faramir and his band of Gondor outcasts: WOW! *comes through a waterfall*&lt;br /&gt;Eowyn: I love you Faramir!&lt;br /&gt;theodin: who said you could build a waterfall here???&lt;br /&gt;theodin: and how come my wall is gone?? *points to where ents came in*&lt;br /&gt;Lithy: Hey! Wormtongue is MY little man&lt;br /&gt;womrtongue: little is right...I am being mushed!&lt;br /&gt;........SILENCE.........&lt;br /&gt;large crowd of ents: arum! arum! arum!&lt;br /&gt;Lithy: *hits Sarumon with a cauldron of cheap tricks* Get off him!&lt;br /&gt;Gandalf: do not take me for a cauldron of cheap tricks!&lt;br /&gt;Aragorn: Hurry! By nightfall the hills will swamp over with ox! Ouch! not so tight Elrond! that hurts my back!&lt;br /&gt; Eomer: ......and Rohan shall rise as one!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;lorra: what is this about ox? I know a good recipie for ox....&lt;br /&gt;Lurtz: Arrr! Gwaaa!!! Nrraaaraaraa!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;merry: you again?&lt;br /&gt;Lurtz: Orcs! you mean orcs! not ox!&lt;br /&gt;Legolas: ORCS!&lt;br /&gt; Aragorn: *holds sword up to face* I AM ARAGORN!&lt;br /&gt;elrond: wha....argh! MEN ARE WEAK!&lt;br /&gt;Lorra: you know, you have a serious attitude problem.&lt;br /&gt;Celebrian: *grabs Elrond's ear and pulls Aragorn off him, then drops aragorn on the floor* you are going home!&lt;br /&gt;wormtongue: *crawls out from under saruman's unconscious body* lithy! you saved me! I love you!!!!&lt;br /&gt;arwen: oh, aragorn! *rushes up to him and kisses him*&lt;br /&gt;Lithy: HALDIR!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Lorra: where?&lt;br /&gt;Lithy: under my box&lt;br /&gt;Lorra: the poor thing! *gets haldir out* are you okay?&lt;br /&gt;wormtongue: *cries* my own true love loves another!&lt;br /&gt;haldir: *rubs head* yeah...&lt;br /&gt;lithy: *hugs haldir* i love you!&lt;br /&gt; Lorra: let me kiss it and make it better. *kisses haldir's forehead*&lt;br /&gt;Lithy: Lorra! you shall DIE!&lt;br /&gt;E.O.S.: You have a point Lithy! go Lithy!&lt;br /&gt;wormtongue: but elithranielllll...what about meee??? *cries, cries*&lt;br /&gt;lithy: gimmme haldir back!&lt;br /&gt;Lorra: *hold on to him* no! you should take care of poor wormtongue!&lt;br /&gt;Lithy: HALDIR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! MY elf!!!&lt;br /&gt;Haldir: AH! you two are strecthing me!&lt;br /&gt;Legolas: *points at lurtz* ORC!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Lorra: oh, I am so sorry! here, let me kiss it better! where does it hurt?&lt;br /&gt;Gimli: I need a box to see this&lt;br /&gt;Legolas: *picks him up*&lt;br /&gt;Legolas: this way I don't have to describe it OR get a box!&lt;br /&gt;frodo: *sees lorra kissing haldir* AHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Sam: master frood....&lt;br /&gt;pip: there is that frood again!&lt;br /&gt;Lorra: *drops haldir* what? are you hurt again? you poor dear! let me kiss it better! where does it hurt?&lt;br /&gt;frodo: evil lorra!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;frodo: *jumps over the waterfall in the middle of the dining hall*&lt;br /&gt;E.O.S: evil? who's evil? evil is good. evil means i can have another minion to do my work! if you're evil enough you can be even higher ranking that saruman!&lt;br /&gt;Lorra: NOOOOOOOOOO! MY LOVEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE! *jumps after him, even though there's no way she'll be able to swim in her big heavy clothes*&lt;br /&gt;Sarumon: Lorra! since you are evil now...we shall be betrothed  *jumps after Lorra*&lt;br /&gt;Lorra: EEEEEEEEK!&lt;br /&gt;Lurtz: Master Sarumon!!! *jumps after him*&lt;br /&gt;Legolas: ORC!!!!!!! *jump after orc with arrows*&lt;br /&gt;Lithy: legolas! *jumps after legolas*&lt;br /&gt; wormtongue: lithy!!!!!! no! you're the only one who's ever cared!&lt;br /&gt;wormtongue: *jumps after her*&lt;br /&gt;....SILENCE.....&lt;br /&gt;merry: no one seems to want to jump after him.&lt;br /&gt;aragorn: *still kissing arwen*&lt;br /&gt;Haldir: *shrug* I have to rescue Lithy from him *jumps*&lt;br /&gt;sam: frood!&lt;br /&gt;merry: it would be worth jumping just to figure out who frood is...*takes pippin's hand and jumps in with him after sam*&lt;br /&gt;Gandalf: hmm...AH! shoot!~ that fool of a Took stole my staff and hat!*jumps*&lt;br /&gt;G.O.B: I'm dead, so I don't have to worry about drowning! *jumps*&lt;br /&gt;Aragorn: *still kissing arwen*&lt;br /&gt;Aragorn: I shall not let the hobbits face the torment of death *jumps*&lt;br /&gt;(note: aragorn jumped while still holding Arwen and kissing her between words)&lt;br /&gt;elrond: come back here! men are weak! besides, my daughter's in a white gown!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Eowyn: ARAGORN!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! * jumps*&lt;br /&gt;elrond: *jumps, trying to kill aragorn*&lt;br /&gt;Faramir: Eowyn my love! *jumps after*&lt;br /&gt;Eomir: Eowyn my sister! *jumps too*&lt;br /&gt;large crowd of ents: arum! arum! arum! *walk over edge and nearly fill the whole hole, before falling*&lt;br /&gt;Tom Bombadil: *chases after tree ents* these things are funny....I will bore them with the story of my life! *jumps after the trees*&lt;br /&gt;Theoden: I am KING!!!!!.....*voice trails off after jumping in*&lt;br /&gt;bilbo: this could be the next chapter of my book!&lt;br /&gt;bilbo: *jumps in*&lt;br /&gt;all remaining things: *jump in*&lt;br /&gt;E.O.S.: hmm, I'll probably make the waterfall eavorate...but then again I didn't make the house burn! *jumps--er...he hasn't got legs...um....falls in?*&lt;br /&gt;.......... All appear in Helm's Deep..........&lt;br /&gt;((in a large pile on the ground))&lt;br /&gt;Haldir: I am still hungry&lt;br /&gt;Pip: Hey! I thought I was hungry!??&lt;br /&gt;Haldir: ooopss! sorry&lt;br /&gt;Lorra: my brain hurts! not to mention my back!&lt;br /&gt;Lorra: everyone except frodo is piled on me!&lt;br /&gt;Lithy: I love Haldir *pushes Lurtz off of her*&lt;br /&gt;Lurtz: MAN FLESH!&lt;br /&gt;Lithy: *slaps Lurtz* I am an ELF!&lt;br /&gt;Lorra: where? you know, I have a very good recipie for man flesh....&lt;br /&gt;wormtongue: eeek! I am a man! lithy, protect me! *cuddles up to her in fear*&lt;br /&gt;Lithy: HALDIR!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! my love!&lt;br /&gt;haldir: *hugs Lithy* you are safe!&lt;br /&gt;wormtongue: I am all alone! there is no one here beside me!!!! *curls up in a corner and cries*&lt;br /&gt;Lithy: *gives Haldir his first kiss*&lt;br /&gt;Lorra: hey!!! *whispers to sam* it'll make him happier.&lt;br /&gt;Sam: okay. *blindfolds frodo*&lt;br /&gt;Lorra: *crawls over people and gives haldir his second kiss...and his third*&lt;br /&gt;wormtongue: ELITHRANIELLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL! *bawls...loudly*&lt;br /&gt;Haldir: *punches Grima and Lorra* gettaway!&lt;br /&gt;Lorra: ouch.&lt;br /&gt;Lorra: *tears up* bu-bu-bu-bu-but...I thought you liked me!&lt;br /&gt;Haldir: we are friends!  *hugs her*&lt;br /&gt;Lorra: *does not let go*&lt;br /&gt;Aragorn: *very wet, still kissing arwen*&lt;br /&gt;(note: we are all wet)&lt;br /&gt;Lithy: *cries* No one loves meeeeeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt; Lorra: *sniff, sniff* I hit my head on something...it hurts...*forehead has tiny scratch which is bleeding a little*&lt;br /&gt;wormtongue: I love you!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;wormtongue: Lithy!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Lithy: you man!&lt;br /&gt;Frodo: *rubs head with huge bump* ugnnnhh!&lt;br /&gt;elrond: *stops hitting aragorn with plank he found* that's right lithy! men are weak! *resumes whacking aragorn* MEN ARE WEAK! MEN ARE WEAK! MEN ARE WEAK!&lt;br /&gt;Lorra: *bites lip, wants to go kiss frodo's head better but also does not want to leave haldir as this may be her only chance to cuddle up with him*&lt;br /&gt;Lithy: *hits Lurtz...who is trying to eat her* you orc!&lt;br /&gt;aragorn: *ignoring elrond, still kissing arwen*&lt;br /&gt;Legolas: ORC!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3914670-86678930?l=bhmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3914670/posts/default/86678930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3914670/posts/default/86678930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bhmm.blogspot.com/2002_12_29_archive.html#86678930' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04656727854045690775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3914670.post-86444137</id><published>2002-12-23T10:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-23T10:38:12.396-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>arr, this is a test&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3914670-86444137?l=bhmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3914670/posts/default/86444137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3914670/posts/default/86444137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bhmm.blogspot.com/2002_12_22_archive.html#86444137' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04656727854045690775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3914670.post-86290139</id><published>2002-12-19T14:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-23T10:36:34.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;"Why are bessings always in disguise? If I was a blessing, I'd be naked!"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;gobble&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, I am back again. Midterms are over. I got 100% on science, and 99% on english. go me!&lt;br /&gt;in completely unrelated news, long ago I was the main focus of a blog entry by Yami McMoots (whose blog I wish I could compare to, but alas I am not as humorous. Or interesting, for that matter.)&lt;br /&gt;anyway, go and see my one claim to semi-fame &lt;A HREF=http://greengabbro.net/archives/000569.php&gt; HERE&lt;/A&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;wah ha ha ha!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;*^^* anyway, again in unrelated news, I have been getting presents and giving presents. and I feel like listing.&lt;br /&gt;GIVEN TO ME...&lt;br /&gt;notebook with black paper and some watercolor pencils that will write in it -- from Christine&lt;br /&gt;the FOTR extended version DVD! -- from Kotono&lt;br /&gt;two 8 oz bars of chocolate and the Harry Potter and the Philosopher's stone soundtrack -- from Wyn (mm, chocolate...can you believe I've already finished the first bar?)&lt;br /&gt;Tolkein's "Book of lost Tales I" and a handmade wrist-cushion for when I am using the mouse a lot -- from Erin&lt;br /&gt;A neat set with soap stuff that came in the coolest giant teacup -- from Jenny&lt;br /&gt;I GAVE...&lt;br /&gt;a copy of "lady knight" by tamora pierce -- for Jenn&lt;br /&gt;a santa nutcracker -- for Christine&lt;br /&gt;a stuffed beagle -- for Jenny&lt;br /&gt;a stuffed bulldog -- for Heidi&lt;br /&gt;a neat AG mini*s cat set -- for Erin&lt;br /&gt;a picture of a slytherin scarf -- for Kate (the real scarf is STILL on its way from england! arr.)&lt;br /&gt;a lavendar-scented candle and a box of truffles -- for Wyn (I was gonna get her a poster but kate bought her the same one...)&lt;br /&gt;some cat earrings -- Rachel G&lt;br /&gt;a Montana liscensce plate -- Rachel B&lt;br /&gt;a cool balck fan (which I am considering keeping for myself ^^;; just kidding, I'll mail it to ya...eventually...) -- for Alicia, in Leavenworth&lt;br /&gt;I think there was more, but I'm bored now and what the heck I might as well go read a book&lt;br /&gt;bai bai!&lt;br /&gt;     ~Eloriane!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3914670-86290139?l=bhmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3914670/posts/default/86290139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3914670/posts/default/86290139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bhmm.blogspot.com/2002_12_15_archive.html#86290139' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04656727854045690775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3914670.post-86002304</id><published>2002-12-14T12:42:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-14T12:42:54.700-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;"you are the muffin queen!"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;tasty&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oooh, muffins...slurp!&lt;br /&gt;today and tomorrow I will be baking muffins and studying.&lt;br /&gt;I have mid-terms on the 16th, 17th and 18th and I am making muffins for everyone at my school as a holiday gift / good way to start the week of mid-terms&lt;br /&gt;: )&lt;br /&gt;I must bake 12 dozen muffins by monday&lt;br /&gt;144 muffins...and then wrap them in colored saran-wrap, tie then shut with ribbons and find a way to transport them to school&lt;br /&gt;not to mention making cards for them all saying "happy holidays and good luck on midterms! &lt;3 Laura and Erin" ((Erin is supposedly helping too -- we're gonna study together while baking tomorrow)&lt;br /&gt;AND I have a piano recital tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;I am a busy fool&lt;br /&gt;;_;&lt;br /&gt;I also must work on my math study guide&lt;br /&gt;it's 8 pages long and counting...luckily I'm 2/3 of the way done&lt;br /&gt;wheee&lt;br /&gt;see you later!!!&lt;br /&gt;    ~Lorra, the muffin Fiend&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3914670-86002304?l=bhmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3914670/posts/default/86002304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3914670/posts/default/86002304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bhmm.blogspot.com/2002_12_08_archive.html#86002304' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04656727854045690775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3914670.post-85618560</id><published>2002-12-06T17:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-06T17:21:16.576-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;"You are vexing me. I am terribly vexed!"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;weary&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugg...&lt;br /&gt;I am so tired, it isn't even funny : (&lt;br /&gt;sorry I haven't written for so long&lt;br /&gt;I have been exhauseted all week. at last, free time...ish.&lt;br /&gt;I have two projects to do this weekend, as well as getting started on my studying for finals : ( techinally they are mid terms but they are every bit as important as finals.&lt;br /&gt;I do not want to think right now, let alone move, so I am going now. perhaps I'll go to bed...&lt;br /&gt;nahh, 7:00 is too early. I *am* gonna b asleep by 9...&lt;br /&gt;I'll read a book&lt;br /&gt;toodles! : )&lt;br /&gt;    ~La...&lt;br /&gt;(notice: I am too tired to finish typing my name!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3914670-85618560?l=bhmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3914670/posts/default/85618560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3914670/posts/default/85618560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bhmm.blogspot.com/2002_12_01_archive.html#85618560' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04656727854045690775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3914670.post-85268245</id><published>2002-11-29T13:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-29T13:14:38.443-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;"I died. Be back soon!"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;surruptitiously&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wheeeeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;I love vacations&lt;br /&gt;especially thanksgiving. lots of tasty food.&lt;br /&gt;mmmm....&lt;br /&gt;I hope you all had a good thanksgiving too!&lt;br /&gt;oh, yesterday while I was cleaning my room I found my journal. I hadn't written in it since August 23, 2002. So I started writing in it again ^^&lt;br /&gt;There are so many things to write about, I'm surprised I don't write in here more. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;I've said it before and I'll say it again -- if you actually exist and are reading this, &lt;A HREF=mailto:veatros@hotmail.com&gt;EMAIL ME~!&lt;/A&gt; Make sure you put "your blog" or something like that in the subject line so I don't delete it. ^^&lt;br /&gt;Well, gotta go. I need to start my christmas shopping. Let's see, I will get Brian a chinese checkers game and I will get David a big white kougra plushie and........&lt;br /&gt;bai bai!&lt;br /&gt;    ~Elori-o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3914670-85268245?l=bhmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3914670/posts/default/85268245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3914670/posts/default/85268245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bhmm.blogspot.com/2002_11_24_archive.html#85268245' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04656727854045690775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3914670.post-85175974</id><published>2002-11-27T11:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-12-06T17:23:56.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;"Hufflypuffly me!"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;magic&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woo! I got sorted into HUFFLEPUFF!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://onewaystreet.nu/hp/hat"&gt;&lt;img src="http://emsianna.t35.com/hat/hufflepuff.gif" border=0&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://onewaystreet.nu/hp/hat"&gt;Where do YOU belong?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;go me! teeheehee&lt;br /&gt;I'm not the brightest crayon in the box, but who cares? I get to wear gold and black!!!&lt;br /&gt;...I am going as a hufflepuff student for hallowe'en next year, along with some other friends who will be from other houses.&lt;br /&gt;yay!&lt;br /&gt;~Laura, Hufflepuff third year&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3914670-85175974?l=bhmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3914670/posts/default/85175974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3914670/posts/default/85175974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bhmm.blogspot.com/2002_11_24_archive.html#85175974' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04656727854045690775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3914670.post-84600139</id><published>2002-11-15T16:29:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-15T16:29:03.270-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;"It drives some people crazy that I'm always there but I'm never there."&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;purply&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, yes, I know, back so soon&lt;br /&gt;but you don't mind, do you? of course not!! you're not even there!!&lt;br /&gt;lol, anyway, I felt like writing about a story I am writing.&lt;br /&gt;See, it's about this 7th grade class that doesn't get along at all. No one likes eachother, which is a problem because it's a oarding school. Well, there's a mix-up and the parent sthink the kids are still at school and the teachers think the kids went home...but the whole grade is still in the building and they gate is locked! you see, there is this huge *pointy* iron fence all around the school. The bad thing is, it was their spring break! Boarding schools have longer breaks so they are stuck there for three weeks and they have to figure out how to survive on their own. The phones were cut off and the electricity too so they're hard pressed. In their struggle to survive they learn how to work together and by the time they are "rescued" they are all fast friends.&lt;br /&gt;I haven't actually written it yet, just planned it out. speaking of which, I should probably get to writing it...&lt;br /&gt;see y'all never ('cause you're not there!)!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;    ~Elliana&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3914670-84600139?l=bhmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3914670/posts/default/84600139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3914670/posts/default/84600139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bhmm.blogspot.com/2002_11_10_archive.html#84600139' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04656727854045690775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3914670.post-84599860</id><published>2002-11-15T16:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-15T16:20:08.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;"Multiple choice is my FRIEND!"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;writhe&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, all. this is just a quick entry letting you know I exist, even if you don't. &lt;br /&gt;er....ah.....yes&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah! almost forgot!&lt;br /&gt;IT'S THE WEEKEND AND I HAVE PRACTICALLY NO HOMEWORK!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I have to type something up for english and study a little latin, but that's IT!!!&lt;br /&gt;woo hoo!&lt;br /&gt;*celebrates*&lt;br /&gt;later!&lt;br /&gt;   ~Lorra&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3914670-84599860?l=bhmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3914670/posts/default/84599860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3914670/posts/default/84599860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bhmm.blogspot.com/2002_11_10_archive.html#84599860' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04656727854045690775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3914670.post-84555391</id><published>2002-11-14T18:21:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-14T18:21:39.043-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;"bring money so I can borrow it from you."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;hobbity&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kobanwa! ((don't ask why I just greeted you in Japanese, you're not even there!))&lt;br /&gt;My history teacher ordered the Lord of the Rings DVD with the extra footage and she got it today! she missed the UPS truck two days in a row so she had them deliver it to the school and it came right at the start of class. ^^ she opened it slowly, saying "my own....my precious...." ((it was SO funny!)) and we spent preactically the whole first half of class talking about LotR instead of History.&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait til december! I am gonna see the two towers  at a theatre in Kansas City (if Kate can get the tickets...) and I'm gonna *try* to bring my friend form camp. aaand -- here's the cool part! -- we're gonna go in costume! well, except for Erin. she says she's gonna go "as a normal freak" and just wear the pointed ears instead of the full gown (yes, pointed ears! Kate, Erin and I all have these fake pointed ears that we got for halloween! Erin and Kate were elves (but Erin was part fairy) and I was a hobbit. Miranda and Shiv were eves too, and that wonderful history teacher of mine was a hobbit. she even had fake fuzzy feet!)&lt;br /&gt;well, I'd better go now.&lt;br /&gt;toddle-oo!&lt;br /&gt;    ~Anna&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3914670-84555391?l=bhmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3914670/posts/default/84555391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3914670/posts/default/84555391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bhmm.blogspot.com/2002_11_10_archive.html#84555391' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04656727854045690775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3914670.post-84338442</id><published>2002-11-10T17:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-14T18:21:57.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;"What about the limestone?"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;smite&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, I'm back! surprising, isn't it? well, I hope you didn't miss me too much (is there even a you??)&lt;br /&gt;just to let all you non-existant people know, I have an email address. and I like getting email. Go ahead and drop me a line &lt;A HREF=mailto:veatros@hotmail.com&gt;here&lt;/A&gt;--I'd appreciate it!&lt;br /&gt;ooh! I got an A+ on my rock guide for my science class! I am pleased, very muchly so. That was a while ago, though...I've been gone too long! ;_; so sorry&lt;br /&gt;I spent 12 to 24 hours on that rock guide, and I guess it showed. I had 3 to 5 pictures of each rock...&lt;br /&gt;I spent all of this morning studying for tomorrow (I have a history test *and* a science test...boo) so I've been enjoying a lazy sunday evening now that I'm done.&lt;br /&gt;Well, see you all later! (or I would if you were there...er...nevermind. I'm confused now.)&lt;br /&gt;~Ellie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3914670-84338442?l=bhmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3914670/posts/default/84338442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3914670/posts/default/84338442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bhmm.blogspot.com/2002_11_10_archive.html#84338442' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04656727854045690775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3914670.post-84028248</id><published>2002-11-04T15:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2002-11-15T16:22:40.000-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;"Good for the boots!"&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;smite&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, I'm PK today and I'll be your server for the evening...&lt;br /&gt;er...&lt;br /&gt;nevermind!&lt;br /&gt;welcome to my blog. This is a blog. It is bloggish...&lt;br /&gt;um...what was I going to say again?&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah! &lt;br /&gt;I am going to start each entry with a quote in bold, then my word-of-the-post in italics and then I will sign with my nickname for the moment (I have 28 nicknames...and the list is growing........)&lt;br /&gt;See if you can figure out my real name!&lt;br /&gt;hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;ah, well, gotta go now&lt;br /&gt;see y'all later!!!&lt;br /&gt;~PK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3914670-84028248?l=bhmm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3914670/posts/default/84028248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3914670/posts/default/84028248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://bhmm.blogspot.com/2002_11_03_archive.html#84028248' title=''/><author><name>Laura</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04656727854045690775</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
