Good Morning Star Shine...Middle Earth Says Hello
After getting the barest minimum of info on the situation (orcs bad , kill orcs) Gandalf informed us that we would all be sleeping in the living room together to make watching us easier. Right as if I wanted several attractive men watching me sleep in the first place. I started to argue with him but thought better of it. He still seemed kinda scary. So after we got the sleeping bags up, and after me falling on my ass in front of everyone. We settled in. The girls somehow managed to fall right back to sleep. I on the other hand spent some time obsessing over what Aragorn thought of me and if I jiggled too much when I fell. But I too managed to fall back to sleep, and I dreamed. They weren't happy dreams full of hugs and puppies either. I saw a strange old man, a green jewel and lots of war and death. I awoke with a start to find Gimli staring down at me looking...well hungry. What in the name of pete do dwarves eat anyway? It isn't little girls is it? Not that I'm little mind you (nearly six foot). But Rachel was, in fact she was almost as short as Frodo, so there was some concern. That's when Rosie and Amanda came in and babbled on about me making pancakes. Figures they would send him in to wake me so I didn't want kill them. Thus making it easier to beg for pancakes. After swearing vengence on the lot of them, I arose and began the preperations for pancakes. Some of the males had gone outside to search the woods for any of those orc thingies so I was left with the dwarf, the hobbit and Gandalf. Who we all felt was keeping something from us. So apon finishing a pile of pancakes that would rival Mt. St. Helens, I went to call the missing gentlemen in for breakfast. I tripped again. This time over one my own shoes on the back porch and I skinned my elbow. So while it began to bleed all over the place, I called the guys in. Let me explain something to you. My whole life I have been a klutz and have gotten quite used to falling and hurting myself. It's why I have tattoos. Dermal abrasions are the norm for me. But Aragorn didn't know this. He got all worried and patched me. I felt like a new woman. It was so neat and I can finally be grateful that I don't know how to breathe and walk upright at the same time. After everyone was well fed, the girls and I decided to shower and change. I had just gotten this denim corset and who better to try it out on than a hunky weirdo right? You maybe had noticed that I had gotten too comfortable so again something bad was coming. It stopped in at my room aproxamatly four minutes after my shower was completed. I had just began to brush my hair out when the door opened and I heard a startled yelp, so turned my head just in time to see the back end of Aragorn walk out the door. As you can imagine, I screamed bloody murder. I was totally and completely nekkid. Go figure. As I stood there panting and being upset, this cheery song came on in the back ground "...hello starshine the earth says hello...." Hello indeed.
After getting the barest minimum of info on the situation (orcs bad , kill orcs) Gandalf informed us that we would all be sleeping in the living room together to make watching us easier. Right as if I wanted several attractive men watching me sleep in the first place. I started to argue with him but thought better of it. He still seemed kinda scary. So after we got the sleeping bags up, and after me falling on my ass in front of everyone. We settled in. The girls somehow managed to fall right back to sleep. I on the other hand spent some time obsessing over what Aragorn thought of me and if I jiggled too much when I fell. But I too managed to fall back to sleep, and I dreamed. They weren't happy dreams full of hugs and puppies either. I saw a strange old man, a green jewel and lots of war and death. I awoke with a start to find Gimli staring down at me looking...well hungry. What in the name of pete do dwarves eat anyway? It isn't little girls is it? Not that I'm little mind you (nearly six foot). But Rachel was, in fact she was almost as short as Frodo, so there was some concern. That's when Rosie and Amanda came in and babbled on about me making pancakes. Figures they would send him in to wake me so I didn't want kill them. Thus making it easier to beg for pancakes. After swearing vengence on the lot of them, I arose and began the preperations for pancakes. Some of the males had gone outside to search the woods for any of those orc thingies so I was left with the dwarf, the hobbit and Gandalf. Who we all felt was keeping something from us. So apon finishing a pile of pancakes that would rival Mt. St. Helens, I went to call the missing gentlemen in for breakfast. I tripped again. This time over one my own shoes on the back porch and I skinned my elbow. So while it began to bleed all over the place, I called the guys in. Let me explain something to you. My whole life I have been a klutz and have gotten quite used to falling and hurting myself. It's why I have tattoos. Dermal abrasions are the norm for me. But Aragorn didn't know this. He got all worried and patched me. I felt like a new woman. It was so neat and I can finally be grateful that I don't know how to breathe and walk upright at the same time. After everyone was well fed, the girls and I decided to shower and change. I had just gotten this denim corset and who better to try it out on than a hunky weirdo right? You maybe had noticed that I had gotten too comfortable so again something bad was coming. It stopped in at my room aproxamatly four minutes after my shower was completed. I had just began to brush my hair out when the door opened and I heard a startled yelp, so turned my head just in time to see the back end of Aragorn walk out the door. As you can imagine, I screamed bloody murder. I was totally and completely nekkid. Go figure. As I stood there panting and being upset, this cheery song came on in the back ground "...hello starshine the earth says hello...." Hello indeed.