A/n: Haha kind of ironic that I'm doing King Elessar's post today. Today in Health class we watched "28 Days", starring our very favorite king of Gondor, Viggo Mortensen. Anyway, R/R! I only got one comment...maybe I'm getting spoiled...
10:00 a.m.: Wake up, last. Did I REALLY sleep that late? Woah, I must have been SO drunk last night. Oops, Did I say that aloud?
Oh well. I'm king now; I can do whatever the hell I want!
10:15 a.m.: Arwen gives me backrub. I told her it would help my "hangover", but we know better than THAT, don't we?
10:45 a.m.: Finish breakfast, begin what I like to call "kingly" duties. Which is a grand word for listening to advisors complain.
11:00 a.m.: Blah blah military, blah blah economy, blah blah BLAH! Why are my advisors so boring? I'm so bored, I'm about to take Andúril for a test drive. On my advisors.
12:00 p.m.: Finish lunch.
2:00 p.m.: Don't these people see I'm not listening to them! They just like the sound of their own voices. I'm so lonely. I miss Frodo and Gimli and Legolas...
Well, I have Arwen to keep me company, if you know what I mean.
4:00 p.m.: Ugh. FINALLY! I'm FREE! I'M DONE! YAY! I CAN...get ready for...the...party...
Damn. I forgot Éomer's visiting tonight to see Éowyn and Faramir. Arwen just HAD to throw a party for the almighty god, Éomer. Normally I don't mind Arwen's extravaganzas, but Éomer hates me. Oh, sure, we act polite to each other, but he never forgave me for breaking his sister's heart. Jeez, I set her up with Faramir, what more does she want?
Jeez. Women. And Éomer.
Oh yeah. Same thing.
5:00 p.m.: Argh! HE DIDN'T ADDRESS ME AS KING ELESSAR; I'M NOT ARAGORN ANYMORE!
10:00 p.m.: Dinner was excruciating. I had my teeth clenched the whole time in a fake smile. Now my face hurts. Stupid Éomer. He thinks he's so cool because he has like a million horses. And a fortress. But THAT'S half-destroyed! HA!
Anyway, we were shooting subtle insults back and forth (using the fake smiles of course). It was somewhat ridiculous. Éomer would say something like, "How is Gondor's economy looking?" and smiling like an idiot. And I would say something like, "Better than your face," smiling like a similar idiot. Faramir gave me dirty looks the whole way. Ah, who cares? I pay his salary!
11:00 p.m.: Thought I'd be asleep by now, but the dinner just bugged me so much! Jeez, even after he's GONE Éomer bothers me!
When is Arwen coming to bed, anyway...?