dead man's party

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Tried more eraser carving last night. Once I figured out how to not hack at the poor thing in the way, for example, one takes a solid chocolate bunny apart with a screwdriver,* it worked rather well, and I managed to make two chalk horses (positive and negative versions), a stickman, a wing, and a nail casting a shadow. Unfortunately I neglected to bring any of them in to scan, so you'll just have to imagine.

Perhaps one day I'll try the Ring inscription, but for now I like being sane.

*Oh, like you've never done it!

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Beorn hates me, and he hates Keith. I must express my sorrow through my art:

Just an eight-inch pet
Shadowfax gave me to love.
Jealousy? But why!?!

I wish I had Faramir's glasses. I'm feeling all deep now.

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I am playing Hungry Hungry Hippos with Nienor and Faramir. And we have candy.

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Beorn likes me better than Jude Law. I like me better than Jude Law, too, so that's okay.

Wait...

dammit!

Some vassal from the Gondor Department of the Interior came by this afternoon and confiscated Keith. Apparently it's illegal to keep a wild Naked Jude Law as a pet - even if you find an injured one, you're supposed to leave it alone and call the GDI and not try to help it yourself.

I hope that Keith is happier, but I will miss him.

Now I have a bunch of nearly-new Jude Law equipment from PetSmart that might be suitable for kitties or small labortory creations. Anybody want it?

I scattered the Jude Law Chow out in the yard for the squirrels.