Unassuming Local Beorc

I believe the morning sun Always gonna shine again and I believe a pot of gold Waits at every rainbow's end I believe in roses kissed with dew Why shouldn't I believe the same in you? You may say I'm a fool Feelin' the way that I do You can call me Pollyanna Say I'm crazy as a loon I believe in silver linings And that's why I believe in you I believe there'll come a day Maybe it will be tomorrow When the bluebird flies away All we have to do is follow I believe a dream can still come true Why shouldn't I believe the same in you? You may say I'm a fool Feelin' this way that I do But I still believe in miracles I swear I've seen a few And the time will surely come When you can see my point of view I believe in second chances And that's why I believe in you

Luckily I live far away from the back of nowhere.

Good times.

"I was talking aloud to myself. A habit of the old: they choose the wisest person present to speak to." I'll keep that in mind.

Go to your nearest hospital and ask for "The Fireman." They'll know what to do. And try not to be alarmed if you wake up and it's 2010. Hay thanx

Well, I've had this blog favorited since before I even started posting, so I check it often, even if I don't say too much. =P

Does anyone have some I could borrow? I'll get it back to you by the end of the month. Probably.

You will not use the Suporma You will not question the existence of the Apple of Enlightenment You will not steal from the Egg and Banana Stand You will not covet the Zombie Chick You will not covet your neighbor's Sword of Kings You will not neglect your Exit Mouse You will not fear the Photo Man You will not abuse your Rock Candy

"Alas, an ill fate is upon me this day and all that I do goes amiss!" Indeed.

Well, this looks interesting.

I see a deep darkness And a distant town Murmurs of unknown words Slowly wander around Gather up the sadness Of the young lost child Hope remains within his heart As he sets out No matter where I am I will still be your life I will bring you peace again A warm-hearted moment And a warm-hearted dream Simply close your eyes and rest And once more you'll see I can glimpse the smile Of that long lost child There is no reason why or how But it's there even now If I call out And he hears the sound I'm certain that someday He'll turn around Give light to the small one As he travels that dark road Give light to the small one Who walks his path alone

My blog really doesn't deserve that 4.3-star rating it has. I'm still trying to figure out how it got that high, or even how that many people voted.

Well, see, there are these people. They've all got a lot of mental issues. Well, most of them die. And...I think there's a moral in there somewhere. End. ... *sniff* That story gets me every time...

Er, I was actually talking about the book, but yeah. The Balrog's dead by the end of the Fellowship of the Ring, which is close enough for me. =P

All the information is in the title, except for the information that's not in the title. Discuss.

It's the saddest chapter in all of the Lord of the Rings. I mean, why does the poor Balrog have to die? After all, out of every Lord of the Rings character, the Balrog only comes second to Nob in the complexity of his thoughts and motivations. It's a shame he got killed off just when we were getting to know him.

Anyone? ...Anyone? ... Bueller?

Hinawa ;_; Probably no one knows what I'm talking about, but ah well. Hmm, I just noticed my blog has a 4-star rating, or rather, a rating at all. Nifty.

I sit beside the fire and think Of all that I have seen, Of meadow-flowers and butterflies In summers there have been; Of yellow leaves and gossamer In autumns that there were, With morning mist and silver sun And wind upon my hair. I sit beside the fire and think Of how the world will be When winter comes without a spring That I shall ever see. For still there are so many things That I have never seen: In every wood in every spring There is a different green. I sit beside the fire and think Of people long ago And people who will see a world That I shall never know. But all the while I sit and think Of times there were before I listen for returning feet And voices at the door. This was always my favorite poem from The Lord of the Rings. =P

I don't have pics so none of it happened.

The funeral will be held next Saturday at 10 AM.

Through ice and through fire A wilderness of stone With dreams and desires I have come alone Seeking the answers Only you could know Show me the wisdom of the world Tell me the secrets of the heart And the sweet mysteries of love Come fill my eyes with visions So that I may see Reveal the ancient powers Whisper them to me Here I stand before you Ready to receive Show me the wisdom of the world Tell me the secrets of the heart And the sweet mysteries of love Does a place called paradise Wait beyond the azure skies Bright as day? Look into your crystal ball Read the future in the stars Does it say? Will I give my heart in vain To a lover or a friend Come what may? Who to trust and where to turn There's so much I've yet to learn Show the way I am down on my knees Begging now, kneeling please Show me the wisdom of the world Tell me the secrets of the heart And the sweet mysteries of love

Nah, that's his tortoise food. He's pretty lazy, 'cause he only comes out of his hiding in the bushes to be fed.

All right, I just came back from my fights with McSpam. He beat me in the Samus/Meta-Knight battle, and I won in the ROB/Luigi fight. Unfortunately I didn't get a chance to take any pictures, but he should be able to confirm it.