There and Back Again
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Third Age Correspondence
Proper dwarves offer their services before they leave.
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16/02/2002 - 9:51 p.m. Beam me up Scottie. Today it happened, I joined the ranks of ritzy high schoolers. I am the owner of a mobile, and frankly, it scares me. It has shit for games and ring tones, but I got a pretty swirly blue and black face plate. My mother believes she's gotten me some fabulously awesome birthday present, in spite of the fact that 2. Everyone has phones now, so there's no novelty in it. 3. I'm petrified of the things. 4. She only got it because it came as part of the cheap-o plan at the new company as the company we're using now told all their users to sod off. So, yeah, good for you mother dearest. I know it will be a useful thing to have, but, it's sort of like getting socks for Christmas- maybe they do have pretty flowers on them, but they're still socks. It's wrestling on television. I think it's so odd, the wrestlers at school are very terribly homophobic. OK, they play a sport that requires them to be practically naked, rolling around on the ground, and trying to stay on top of the other guy. I don't really think they have any reason to complain. If nothing else, you'd think they'd be very accepting. I think that's all I have to say. Funny, I could've sworn there was more. Ah well, I'll be back if I think of something. �From the Shire, down the Anduin, to Mordor
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