Tuesday 13 April (I know, I haven't written in months!)

Remember how I asked you to imagine how irritable Arwen would be not that she's pregnant? Well, I have found a perfect example. Last night Aragorn called me and he sounded extremely scared. Honestly, I felt sorry for him. Here's our phone conversation:

Aragorn: Legolas! Save me! Arwen is unbearable! I can't go on like this for five more months!

Me: Erm. Well.........what do you want me to do?

Aragorn: ANYTHING!

Me: Um.....

Aragorn: Okay, here's something. Can you go out and get...oh...say about 4 bottles of aspirin?

Me: Four bottles?!? Surly, she can't be that bad!

Aragorn: Look, I-

Arwen in background: Aragorn! I need you!

Aragorn: See?

Me: She doesn't sound so-

Arwen I.B.: Are you listening? I'm SHOUTING your name and you act like your deaf! I know you hear well! Aragorn? Don't make me use the air horn!

Aragorn: PLEASE! I am BEGGING you. As a friend please help me! (sound of air horn in background) Four bottles. I'll pay you back!

Me: Okay then.....

Aragorn: Thanks so much!

(click)

Poor guy. Had he known what he was getting into. Will write more when am back from getting aspirin and delivering to suffering Aragorn.

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Sorry if I made Arwen sound like a b==== in this chapter. I apologize to all the Arwen fans out there reading this. Anyway, R&R!

Legolas: I never gave you permission to post my journal on the internet.

Way2beme: So?

Legolas: Um. Well.......

Way2beme: Exactly.