You know you all love it…

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Dear Belinda,

Ok so you know that weird GANGLY thing I saw yesterday? Well it turns out that it was this, hobbit-gone-gangly-thing named Smèagol!

This is kind of how the conversation went (seeing as it was yesterday I don't rightly remember EXACTLY what it was)

"Gandalf!?" I whispered crawling up to him.

He looked down at me with glazed eyes, "Yes my son?"

I blinked a few times, then realized that he was probably a little out of it because of the whole smoking thing. "There is something over there." I said pointing to Mr. Gangly Thing.

He looked down in the direction of my point and started giggling. "Don't worry about that thing, it's just Smèagol man. He like, has been following us for a while, so you know…"

"Well who the Hell is Smèagol?" I asked.

"He is like….this dude….who had…..the ring….for like…..a looooooong…..time. Bilbo almost killed him, but like, just took his ring instead." He replied starting to rock back and forth.

"This ring?!" I said getting a little panicked, I held up the ring that was around my neck.

"YES!" he yelled nearly knocking me over as he threw his arms in the air. "THAT IS THE ONE! GOD! THIS IS JUST FANTASTIC!"

Again I blinked.

There was a silence.

"I KNOW WHERE WE ARE!" Gandalf screamed throwing his lit smoke in the direction of where I thought Smèagol had been. Apparently he was still there because a pained shriek was heard moments later.

"Where are we?" Merry asked looking excited

"WE ARE IN THE MINES OF MORIA!" he yelled standing up and punching his staff into the air.

Everyone kinda stared at him for a moment.

"Right well," Borimir said looking away.

"No but seriously you guys, I think the way out is that way." Gandalf said pointing to a hole in the wall.

We kind of stared at him for a second until we realized he was serious.

So that was yesterday.

Now we are in this tomb thing…Balin I think was this dead guy's name. Probably a cousin or something of Gimli's because he started crying like a baby.

Gandalf is reading from this giant book, I think it's a diary, here is something he just said.

"And because mortgage rates were so high, we felt us all moving in to this one room would be wise on our wallets…Hmmm. Seems they might have had a bit of a problem…"

Right well anyway.

Pippin seems to be hanging out by the well. Maybe I will go chill with him.

"PIPPIN GET THE HELL AWAY FROM THE WELL!" Aragorn just yelled.

Maybe I won't.

Shit. I guess Aragorn yelling scared Pippin, because he jumped about half a mile in the air and kicked this skeletal dude into the well.

Fuck what the hell was that?

Not another freakin problem.

Sounds like drums.

Got to go probably fight.

Hope I don't get stabbed again….

Love ya

Frodo.