Hello and welcome to the insanity that reigns above all in my presence! Let it be known that Sirius Black is siriusly sexy! and Legolas! and Aragorn! Let it also be known that llamas and penguins rock, as do Queen (the 70s rock band), JRR Tolkien, and other assorted randomness! Anywho, for future reference, I am the original creator of the squee-creature (a creature that says "squee"). If you steal it, I shall hunt you down and say "Nee!" to you while hitting you with a brutally limp pool noodle...or spaghetti noodle...or any other noodle that comes in handy. A squee-creature loves shiny things and the simple pleasures in life (ie: spinning in circles). Squee-creatures spread joy and randomness and are not bound by such restrictions as dignity: They will not flich at making utter fools of themselves, if needed. Though I usually depict a squee-creature as a ball of fluff with two, tiny feet and two, huge, adorable eyes, and two little antennae, a squee creature can look like just about anything. In theory, I can sometimes be classified as a squee-creature. Anyone can be a squee-creature! You can be a squee-creature too! Come on, you know you want to! Now, everybody spin in 42 circles and say "Chicken, chicken, chicken!"

Drat, J's mommy is here. That means she has to leave, but I don't because I live here. And wouldn't you like to know who J is. She's the person who just left. Gosh, you people are so nosy, reading other people's profiles! Jeez, what's wrong with you? Snooping into other people's lives saying things like "Who's J?" and "I'm going to read your profile" and "Where do you live?" Are you stalking me? Well? ...right...well, don't tell anyone, but I'm currently stalking Sirius Black, which is ok because I'm the one doing it. This also makes me a hypocrit, but that's ok because I'm the one doing it. As for those other hypocrits out there, you should be ashamed of yourselves. I am also never ever ever sarcastic. I also love Lord of the Rings which makes up a large part of my life, such as it is.

"One short day, in the Emerald City, one short day to have a lifetime of fun. One short day, and we're warning the City, now that we're in here, you'll know we've been here, before we are done!" I'm listening to the soundtrack from Wicked which is sooooo awesome, even though the musical is ridiculously untrue to the book, which is really, if you think about it, just a glorified alternate reality Wizard of Oz fan fiction (fan fiction to Wizard of Oz the book, not the musical...which is also untrue to the book...). So fan fiction isn't necessarily just fun: you never know what might catch on. For example, computers. I mean, computers, really! How crazy is that?

"With you and I defying gravity...so if you care to find me, look to the Western skies. As someone told me lately, everyone deserves a chance to fly! And if I'm flying solo, at least I'm flying free. To those who'd ground me, take a message back from me! Tell them how I'm defyyying gravity! And nobody in all of Oz, no wizard that there is or was is ever gonna bring meeeeeee down!" Go me! I can defy gravity too! Just get me a Firebolt, or a flying motorcycle, or magic carpet, hippogryph (don't hold me to that spelling, folks), or a giant eagle. (but then, if the eagles were too busy to fly the hobbits all the way to Mordor, I doubt that they would humor me on a little joy ride...if the eagles had flown the hobbits to Mordor, wouldn't they have been seen anyway? I mean, think of the reprocussions! No storyline, Sauron would have the Ring, expelled from Hogwarts for Whomping Willow damage, and, on top of all that, a Tolkien-Rowling lawsuit. It just wouldn't work). By the way, I don't own Wicked. No lawsuits, s'il vous plait. Je parle Franglish...ou franglais...je ne care pas parce que je say so, so le there. Blah.

Though I've always loved writing, and making up what-ifs to my favorite stories, I only discovered the concept of the fan fiction a few years ago (via crazy people I know such as J and Kelsey who are just about the coolest people on the face of this funny little blue planet). Since then, I've read some of their fan fics (which are awesome!) and have had some ideas and concepts for fan fics of my own. Just last week, I started actually writing one down (gasp!), and will soon begin posting it. By the time anyone reads this profile, I will probably have the first chapter or so posted... If so, please read, enjoy, and comment! (Please wait until I've actually posted something before writing reviews, s'il vous plait...actually, I don't think you can post a review on a non-existent story, anyway). Ack! The phone rang! So I answered it...what, you want to know who it was? Jeez, you people really are nosy! I could be some kind of ninja or secret agent or Middle Earth Ranger or Order of the Phoenix Auror on some kind of mission-quest-thing, for all you know and you go prying around in my private life! Do you have any idea what kind of reprocussions that could have! Do you have any idea what you might be endangering? Do you know that you might be destroying life, the universe, and everything; once, twice, or maybe even 42 times over? Did you even know that was possible? Well it is! Because je le say so! Do you really want me to come over there and erase your memories? I didn't think so...By the way, that phone call was from my dad.

Well, it's lunch time now and there's a leftover Bennigan's Monte Cristo sandwhich with my name on it (and my name is:...wouldn't you like to know!) So, until next time, so long and thanks for all the fish! (which is a really catchy tune...)