muhuhuhuhuhuh...

"So in the paper this morning that Lord of the Rings thing is getting fantastic reviews."

"Mnh?" Keep cool keep cool.

"I think I might like to go and see that."

YES! Once again her latent fangirl tendencies emerge. "All righty. We can do that."

arr jim lad

Bored to the point of anxious vibrating. Leaving at lunchtime.

It's really hard to read the bits in Fellowship of the Ring about Tom Bombadil and not mentally picture Snufkin from the Moomintrolls. Or Orko from He-Man.

Wearing pink-and-grey abortion of a sweater that appears to have been made from mice flattened with a hammer. Comfy, though.

and now:

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!!! Let me out! Let me leave! I can't take any more of this! AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!!!

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Home! Home! Home! Home! Home!

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I'm gone.

where are my nuts?

Take the "What kind of Squirrel am I Test!"