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Whirling Elvishes

My tea tasted a little soapy this morning. I must remember to rinse that puppy better.

Last night I finally saw Lord of the Rings. Lord was it long. Look, I understand that sometimes the best way to tell a story takes three hours; but can we please bring back the intermission? Think about it, folks: three hours is a LONG time. There aren't many things that you do for three hours in a row. I'm not complaining, I'm just saying we need an intermission.

And also, because I knew it wasn't going to "end", really, and because I can't tell what three hours feels like, exactly, I kept expecting the movie to end after every scene.

But don't think that I didn't really like the movie, because I really did, I thought they did a really great job. Especially when Bilbo -- AAHHH! So scary. You know what I'm talking about.

Okay, so wow do I love me some elves. All of 'em. I haven't, in recent years, been too attracted to feminine guys -- I left that behind in high school, along with my affinity for long hair. But man, do I love me some elves, especially that guy who was in the Fellowship. Rowr. I said this to Mitch and he said, "looked to me like a bunch of Olivers running around," to which I said, "Amen."

Oliver was my high school boyfriend, and he's tall and skinny and blonde and had long hair 4-ever, until like a year or two ago. For our junior prom, I wore an ice-blue sequined dress, and silver shoes and eyeshadow, and light pink lipstick -- I was very silvery and shimmery. Oliver said that I looked like an elf, and rather than being flattered, I was mildly insulted. I am a nerd, not a geek, so I didn't read all those fantasy books, or play any role-playing games, or anything like that. So to me, the word "elf" conjures up, oh, I don't know, Santa's workshop, and little men who cobble under cover of darkness, things like that. He tried to explain that he meant it in a Tolkien kind of way, but I don't think I totally bought it. Or I believed him, but wasn't really impressed. [I did read Sandman, though -- and the elves in LOTR are similar to faeries in that comic, so that I would have gotten, and I would have been immeasurably flattered. But Ollie wasn't a comic guy.]

Well, after seeing that movie, wow. Thanks buddy. I sent him an email to belatedly thank him for the compliment, and he said that he had remembered the same thing when he saw the movie earlier, and wondered if I had "remembered the argument". So that made me feel bad for making him feel bad all those years ago -- he was trying to tell me I looked beautiful and magic[k], and I just yelled at him. Man, Ollie and I communicated by bickering only. We really loved each other, but that's just the way it was, always fighting. It was tough because we were both really smart, but we were smart at the same things. And competitive. Not a good combination.


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Mar. 7th, 2002 01:07 pm (UTC)
You know, the actor who played Legolas has a mohawk? Just thought you should know.
Mar. 7th, 2002 01:09 pm (UTC)
That's okay, because I'm not really interested in the actor who played Legolas. I'm interested in Legolas, and his sexy elfin ways. He wouldn't be the same without the ears, and the close-combat archery.

But thanks for the factoid all the same.
Mar. 7th, 2002 01:56 pm (UTC)
see...i believe that you HAVE to have the same interests...or at least some of the same interests. otherwise your conversations are boring in that the other person doesn't really give a shit what you're saying. they just nod and agree because they want to fuck later.
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