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Peer Pressure [25 Mar 2006|04:20pm]
[ mood | anxious ]

Oh what the hell.

*gets down on knee*

Hamfast Gamgee, will you marry me?

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My Resolutions [31 Dec 2005|09:24pm]
[ mood | bouncy ]

1. To update this here journal more often. Right now it's like one of those fancy ones your aunt gets you and you write in it once because it's pretty, and then suddenly the entries date "1-12-04, 1-15-04, 10-21-04..." etc.

2. To remember that Frodo is a grown hobbit and does not neccessarily need me to keep an eye on him ALL the time.

3. To keep that eye on Pippin instead.

4. To not drink more than once five eight times a week.

5. To hug more.

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Only you can prevent... [14 Nov 2005|02:15pm]
[ mood | scared ]

[Goings-on in the garden}


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[29 Oct 2005|11:43pm]
[ mood | nervous ]

After finally getting out of my room (I had a brilliant idea: pull the door open instead of push), I ran to the kitchen where Frodo was standing the middle of the room, a blank expression on his face, just drooling. Meanwhile, Sam was seated at the table behind a pile of pink paper, cranking out love letters like a trashy novel printery.

Oh look, here's a compilation now:

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¬_¬ [16 Oct 2005|02:14pm]
[ mood | anxious ]

teh_gaffer's back. Oh my. Here's hoping he doesn't get crazy-drunk one night and loses control of his tongue. There's an experience or two (or ten) stuck in that brain of his I'd rather not have reach certain (nephews') ears.

If he mentions Gloìn let me tell you right now it was only on one occasion and we were all very bored.

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Let there be cake! [22 Sep 2005|08:49am]
[ mood | happy ]

Happy Birthday to me,
Happy Birthday to me,
Happy Birthday dear Bilbo,
Happy Birthday to meeeeeeee!

(And Frodo and Froebel but it was my birthday first!)

Alright everyone, line starts here for the mathom receiving and this line over here will be for the GIANT CAKE which Sam actually went, bought ingredients for, and baked. Why he listens to an old hobbit like me I'll never know oh, that's right, I pay him.

Let the celebrations begin!!

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Concerning Birthday Cakes [17 Sep 2005|10:01pm]
[ mood | energetic ]

As brought up by my dear nephew, it seems that my 112th(?) birthday is coming up in a matter of days. Now, I know you all are planning a big surprise extravaganza jubilee (cough cough), but I thought I might let slip a hint or two on the subject of my birthday cake.Collapse )

(OOC: September 22nd is also the day Sam leaves Bag End in the 4th Age to go to the Grey Havens and find Frodo. And just when I thought I couldn't love Sam any more than I do...)

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Denethor [11 Sep 2005|11:10pm]
[ mood | skeptical ]

already_burning is afoot. I wonder how well he'll get along with Aragorn? He's stopped by to visit, although having never seen him before, when I saw him I panicked. Well, wouldn't you do the same if a greying noble twice your height stopped by your smial and asked if you could spare a cup of lighter fluid? I threw a stick of incense into the bushes to distract him. It worked, but I think he landed on someone. Gollum, by the sound of it. Grey meets Grey.

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Blarg [06 Sep 2005|08:56am]
[ mood | sick ]

The humpitis has subsided, along with all my energy. Guh. I can't move. Gollum is hopping around outside the bedroom door going "Mine! It's mine!" but he can't be talking about the Ring because it's on my... um, it's very safe. And *very* secret. I'm hearing rhythmic noises from the room next door which means all is well in the Frosam village. I hope they remember to eat and stuff. *snores*

((OOC: Arg, I'm sick. My sinuses are rebelling. And here the rhythmic noises mean my hallmate has a new guy. Hooray...))

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"Sally the Camel had Four..." [01 Sep 2005|08:30pm]
[ mood | guilty ]

*bites nails* My deep dark secret has been unearthed, thanks to celebriansbish. It's not helping that I'm have relapses. You see, back when I first started travelling, I might have picked up a foreign virus or two, hehe. I can't control myself! I seem to have a horrible case of recurring humpitis. D: *humps bedpost* SEE!?!? *sobs* Just chain me to the wall so I can't move! NO, DON'T! That'll worsen my condition! AAAHHHH what do I do?! Gandalf, can you help me? NO! STAY AWAY!

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Nostalgia [29 Aug 2005|12:03am]
[ mood | amused ]

Image hosted by TinyPic.com

*I picked my slaves crew completely at random.
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404'd! [24 Aug 2005|02:39pm]
[ mood | aggravated ]

After the charming "Dong" sound that Macs make when they start up, the following appears on the screen:



*Virus found on 17,234 files. All file names have been changed to "MASHROOM PARTY". Internet destroyed. Not a winner. Please play again.

...well that sucks. Shouldn't have opened that email from Pippin. I knew there was something fishy about an email from him titled "i love you."

Aw, Pip, I love you too.

(OOC: Sorry, I really have been having internet problems. They should be resolved soon... hopefully.)
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But why is the rum gone? [11 Aug 2005|02:50am]
[ mood | nauseated ]

*sips tea*

*casually looks out window*

*does a double-take*

Well, could've been worse. Frodo could've hired this guy.

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I'm Back... like the Backstreet Boys (again) [10 Aug 2005|05:27pm]
[ mood | exhausted ]

*walks into smial, afraid of what he might see*

Frodo? Froebel? Anyone there? Hello? I am not in the mood for hugs nor glomps, as I am very tired and hungover. Check the bags, one of them's got duty-free liquor and there is absolutely nothing in the lining of my overcoat, how dare you suggest that. Er, the relations send all their love and kisses *stumbles down hall* and it was quite a trip, and I also... Eru, is that a thong? You could use it to string Legolas' bow... um, what? Good night.

*falls asleep on the tiles*

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My adieus [20 Jul 2005|06:08pm]
[ mood | restless ]

I am now bidding you all a very fond farewell! Well, until my return on the 17th of Wedmath (that's August 10th, for all you non-hobbits). So until then...

*Heartily hugs the Gondorians in a manly, manly embrace just reeking of manliness. (My height makes for noticing very manly things when I hug.)
*Kisses the relations, Froebel, and Sam goodbye on the cheek (Bill too)
*Kisses the ladies goodbye on the cheek (twice, and lingering)
*Kisses Frodo noisily just to embarrass him, because that's what I do best.
*Snogs Gimli, Legolas, and Gandalf just... um, just because... I'll get back to you on that.
*Locks Gollum in Sandyman's outhouse.
*Tells Treebeard Sandyman breeds termites in his outhouse.
*Runs before Saruman can find him.

Goodbye, everyone! And Frodo? *glares with hairy eyeballs* That's all!

*walks off whistling*

(Image from here)

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"It's under a big dubba-ya." [15 Jul 2005|01:13pm]
[ mood | thoughtful ]

It has occurred to me that I am missing something. Merry, Pippin and Sam all have one, and I want one too. A nickname, that is.

Legolas, perpretator of pet names, has already issued "Bilby." But I want something... sparklier. Bibbers? Bola? Biggles? Bibliothèque? Discothèque? Okay, this is getting out of hand.

Hmmm... considering the above, I think I like "Bilbo" just fine, despite it's similarity to a certain noun which I keep finding in the bathtub. *shudders*

Grimble Gromble?

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And a hobbit party don't stop [11 Jul 2005|11:19am]
[ mood | hyper ]

Sam's PartyCollapse )

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Raising the Roof [08 Jul 2005|03:02pm]
[ mood | artistic ]

I've decided to try my hands at scratching records- that's right, I want to be tonight's DJ! B-Bo Bagger, yo. I've got a nice little lineup here... a song for everyone!
Kinda long, here's a cutCollapse )

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Aha! [07 Jul 2005|09:52pm]
[ mood | energetic ]

Why is it that everytime I get drunk leave there's a party? I must time these things better.

In honor of Sam being elected mayor, I bought a cherry desk to put in the study so he can conduct mayor-ly business. It even has a swivel chair!

I've also started packing for my trip. What? You didn't know? I'm leaving for 20 days on another adventure! I'm stopping at an odd city called Lahss Ann-Gel'ehs for a few days before taking a ship to a land called Oss Trayle-Ea. *is excited* Some distant relations invited me. Some Farbrook-Bagginses, Torry and Jeb. I'll bring you all souvenirs! And exotic ale!

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[04 Jul 2005|01:33pm]
[ mood | productive ]

It's the Fourth of July and I'm voting for Uncle Sam!

And then I'm throwing stinkbombs through Sandyman's windows. Join me?

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