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elrond's mice experiment: day #4 [26 Aug 2002|12:33am]
um, ohh dearr. i drinnkie mayebe alittle. tehrre's been aslighht acciednt. maybe accidentlyy on purrpose fed micce lembas. micie lick lemabs. mice like lembass a lott. tehy eat los of lemmbas. micies bouncey off teh walls of tehir cagess...and off eahc otherr.
mice eat gainnt papeercpil scultpure.
mice eat eacch otherr, or just pretennding too. i donn;t know..can;t see sttraight. mice blur, move quickkly tehy do...ooh, feely ill. uhmm, whatt do i do? cann;t telll elromd, he;l nevvr trust me to llook aftr science experimment againn.


um, mice are nice, tehy are good all si welll, yes it is.


*passes out*
(i heard 18 fell voices call out/ whisper in the woods)

elrond's mice experiment: day #3. [23 Aug 2002|05:38pm]
i drank heavily.

mice ate ivan turgenev's fathers and sons.

i slept (fitfully, uncomfortably and when i thought the mice weren't looking).

mice made a giant cheese sculpture from the world's longest paperclip chain.


it would appear that i have a hangover.
(i heard 1 fell voice call out/ whisper in the woods)

elrond's mice experiment: day #2. [22 Aug 2002|10:35pm]
mice drank water.

i read ivan turgenev's fathers and sons.

mice slept (though not often, or at the same time, or together).

i made the world's longest paperclip chain.


it would appear that i am pretty dull.
(i heard 1 fell voice call out/ whisper in the woods)

elrond's mice experiment: day #1 [22 Aug 2002|12:40am]
mice drank water.

mice ran around.

mice slept (though not often, or at the same time, or together).

mice ate a lot.



it would appear that mice are pretty dull.
(i heard 3 fell voices call out/ whisper in the woods)

um... [20 Aug 2002|10:36pm]
[ mood | i can't beleive he ran off... ]
[ music | and left me surrounded by mice. ]

it would seem that plastic lord elrond has left me in charge of his, um, little science project. it involves mice. 3000 of them. i can handle this. no problem. small vicious furry rodents (not at all like hamster jeff), what harm can they do locked in their cages?

i'm not at all sure how long this experiment will last, but I'm supposed to keep an eye on them and if the mice do anything of interest i'm supposed to log it in the "interesting things mice get up to, especially when they think no one is looking" journal. circus tricks perhaps? maybe they swallow swords and juggle fire. now that i'd like to see.

(whisper in the woods)

it has been a while. [16 Aug 2002|06:26pm]
[ mood | my mun ignores me ]
[ music | i hate her. ]

well, i have returned from my extended date with plastic pippin to find the lab in one piece. though one of my clones is a bit stroppy. she keeps mumbling about lost opportunities with a lycra clad man. i assume that means super hero merry/tobey/spiderman visited... and she didn't experiment on him. i am worried. that is not usual clone behaviour. perhaps he managed to escape.

it's also nice to see that the hamster is still alive. although i don't think he is supposed to be running as manically as that in his wheel. he might break it.

(i heard 13 fell voices call out/ whisper in the woods)

it's hard work but someone has to do it. [27 Jul 2002|08:04pm]
[ mood | knackered from so much ]
[ music | scientific experimentation...my work is never done ]

well, it would appear that aviendah has gone away with her plastic boyfriend. i am a clone *points to user icon* her clone. um, what day is it? i've lost track of time since i've been down in the old science lab enjoying myself with, um... no, working. i was working on a scientific experiment that gauges the stamina level of irish and oriental males. purely for scientific research. a comparative study... um, no pleasure in it at all. all very hard work. currently the irish specimen is being force fed ice cream nourished ready for further experimentation later this evening.

i am also a little concerned about the "real" aviendah's (like being a clone is secondary status or something. pah! i'm real enough) sudden departure. she appears to have left a small furry thing in a cage:

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well, it would appear that aviendah has gone away with her <a href="http://www.livejournal.com/talkread.bml?journal=plasticgandalf&itemid=31080&nc=29">plastic boyfriend</a>. i am a clone *points to user icon* her clone. um, what day is it? i've lost track of time since i've been down in the old science lab enjoying myself with, um... no, working. i was working on a scientific experiment that gauges the stamina level of <a href="http://www.livejournal.com/talkpost.bml?journal=webmiko&itemid=98352">irish</a> and <a href="http://www.livejournal.com/talkread.bml?journal=webmiko&itemid=89267&view=156339#t156339">oriental</a> males. purely for scientific research. a comparative study... um, no pleasure in it at all. all very hard work. currently the irish specimen is being <s>force fed ice cream</s> nourished ready for further experimentation later this evening.

i am also a little concerned about the "real" aviendah's (like being a clone is secondary status or something. pah! i'm real enough) sudden departure. she appears to have left a small furry thing in a cage:

<center><img src="http://www.boomspeed.com/aviendah/hamster.jpg" " /></center>

i prodded it with a stick and it moved, albeit very hesitantly, which i took as an indication that it was still alive. so i gave it some lembas...and that was four hours ago. the little thing is still running like a maniac in its tread wheel.
perhaps i should try the lembas on my males.
(i heard 11 fell voices call out/ whisper in the woods)

oh my! [19 Jul 2002|09:12pm]
[ mood | *hyperventilating* ]
[ music | oh my! oh my! ]

another most gorgeous gift from dearest [info]webmiko

*stares lustfully at irish comforter*

i wonder where my boyfiend is? would he notice if i, er, fought my clones for an intellectual discussion and a round of bingo *cough cough* with this lovely irish comforter?

(i heard 8 fell voices call out/ whisper in the woods)

well, well, well. [19 Jul 2002|11:54am]
[ mood | not in the least surprised. ]
[ music | no, i'm not surprised at all. ]

i have finally managed to track down one of my clones (hence my recent absence, that was probably unnoticed anyway *glares at mun*).

my clone is currently in my old science lab. eating ice-cream. with three men. THREE. two rather yummy mortal kombat gods, and a very skillful champion of virtual fighter 3. i believe my clone wishes to extend her thanks to the divine [info]webmiko for supplying her with her current lust-fest. i fear i shall never get back into my lab again.

eru knows where the other four of me are. actually i did see one supply the mini-webmikos with nails. but that was a while ago. i dread to think where she may be now.

(i heard 5 fell voices call out/ whisper in the woods)

[12 Jul 2002|10:14pm]
[ mood | loved ]

i have made a serious commitment oh, sweet eru, a scary thought. i am no longer going to openly lust after any male i happen to see. i am a reformed elf (although it would appear i have not quite mustered control over my clones...where ever they may actually be...and does their um, habits actually count as mine, since they're not strictly speaking me, yet they um, are?). anyway, all this is because plastic pippin has asked me to go steady with him!!! and look, he even bought me a hamster as an indication of his true feelings towards me...



i have named him jeff.
(i heard 1 fell voice call out/ whisper in the woods)

um... [10 Jul 2002|05:45am]
[ mood | hahahaha ]
[ music | laughter -- mine i believe. ]

(i heard 15 fell voices call out/ whisper in the woods)

cloning adventure [07 Jul 2002|06:19pm]
[ mood | (highly) amused, tired, ]
[ music | me yelling "my machine!, my machine!" ]

i have been very busy recently. a lot has happened since i last posted about the cloning disasters experiments.
after a cloned aviendah urged [info]plasticgandalf to remove the faulty cloning machine from my shoddily erected science lab, it was craftily stolen by the one ring. this caused much distress (especially after the clone finally accepted that the ring could speak (hasn't she seen the movie?)). anyway, luckily for me, plastic merry, who i had accidentally cloned and turned into tobey maguire and who exhibited signs of superhuman powers, agreed to help steal back the machine. so merry/tobey/spiderman and i went to plastic town to instigate our ingenious recovery plan. once there we discovered that the one ring had sent the clone-o-matictm to [info]arathorn in the middle-earth sock puppet theatre. after this horrifying revelation, brave master merry/tobey/spiderman undertook the most fantastic and dramatic rescue mission known to human/elf/clone/puppetkind. the machine is now safely sitting in plastic town. i shall have to return it to my lab before experimenting on anything that moves packing it away -- somewhere safe, where no one will be able to find it, like in my shed.

(i heard 4 fell voices call out/ whisper in the woods)

dream [05 Jul 2002|01:32pm]
[ mood | amused, very amused. ]
[ music | radiohead: pablo honey. ]

i can not remember exact details of my dream last night but, suffice to say, making that last lj entry before going to bed certainly had a profound effect on my dreamscape.

what i do recall involved me being in the presence of orlando bloom (who was wearing only a towel, might i add), boromir (looking very tormented and rugged), a small hobbit named quinn (don't know where he came from) and a rabid dog (why?). we were trapped inside an iron-clad room and the dog was in the corridor oustide, trying to get in to maul us all, or do whatever rabid dogs do.

i think we may have also been in a spaceship because boromir claimed the deflector shields were down. or perhaps he said his deflector shields were down... either way, he looked worried.



i'd like to be disturbed by this dream, but i'm far too busy being amused.

(i heard 1 fell voice call out/ whisper in the woods)

lotr sites. [05 Jul 2002|01:29am]
[ mood | very geeky ]

i have made links to some of the lotr related web sites that were book marked on my computer. done mainly because i couldn't tell from the web address alone what some of the sites were (and because i had nothing better to do with my time).

lotr sites )

(i heard 3 fell voices call out/ whisper in the woods)

world domination [29 Jun 2002|02:25pm]
[ mood | amused ]
[ music | led zeppelin: houses of the holy ]

i have just attempted the google name search as spied on [info]caersidi's beautiful journal. when i searched for 'aviendah' i was amazed to discover that, aside from being a persian cat and an immortal warrior, i am listed as myself... well sort of. the pervy obi wan fancying banners that [info]webmiko and i put together are everywhere.

yup. world domination is ours *stifles evil laugh*

(whisper in the woods)

stuff, stuff, stuff. [28 Jun 2002|08:48pm]
[ mood | mischievous ]
[ music | pete yorn: girl like you ]

i have just answered a poll at yougov.com and one of the questions asked was:

Do you agree or disagree with the following statement?
'Politically, Tony Blair is too willing to act as President George Bush's poodle'


oh, how i laughed...

also in other exciting news: i chatted to [info]plasticgandalf last night. wise, wise wizard of plasticness. i am in awe.

...i um, have also turned plastic merry into tobey maguire very sexy oh, dear!

i think i may have to grovel to [info]plasticgandalf and ask him if he would be so kind as to chop my hands off and take away my cloning machine use his magical skills and extensive knowledge in cloning to help rectify my recent experiments that have, for reasons beyond my control, all gone awry (except merry's, which i believe is a very favourable outcome).

(i heard 10 fell voices call out/ whisper in the woods)

bad day in the lab [27 Jun 2002|06:24pm]
[ mood | severely lacking in sanity ]
[ music | buzzing of machines ]

yesterday elfin aviendah accidentally (yeah right) turned aviendah mun into MORPH (how the hell?) whilst trying to clone her. (despite appearances) mun is not happy:



and today, whilst trying to clone dearest [info]webmiko, the cloning machine fizzled and popped...and broke. i'm happy to say the cloning did work, and [info]webmiko is the proud (i hope) owner of 5 little clones of herself. i just have to figure out how to get them not so little.

bad, bad day in the lab. once i have corrected the size of the mini [info]webmiko's and figured out how to change aviendah mun back to her usual self, the cloning lab will permanantly close.
(whisper in the woods)

poem by denise levertov [26 Jun 2002|09:20pm]
[ mood | too warm, my fan just died ]
[ music | the beatles: sgt. pepper's.. ]

a poem for plastic aragorn, who requested more poetry:

Variation on a Theme by Rilke

A certain day became a presence to me;
there it was, confronting me--a sky, air, light:
a being. And before it started to descend
from the height of noon, it leaned over
and struck my shoulder as if with
the flat of a sword, granting me
honour and a task. The day's blow
rang out, metallic--or it was I, a bell awakened,
and what I heard was my whole self
saying and singing what it knew: I can.


by Denise Levertov
(i heard 2 fell voices call out/ whisper in the woods)

*claws at 'puter screen... [25 Jun 2002|09:59am]
[ mood | is it dec 18th yet? ]
[ music | tori amos: rattlesnakes ]

...in desire to lick pilfer image*

this was posted by [info]pinion in the [info]lordoftherings community. i felt the overwhelming urge to devour thieve it.

(i heard 4 fell voices call out/ whisper in the woods)

books, cloning and a ringwraith [24 Jun 2002|09:35pm]
[ mood | :-) ]
[ music | beth orton: stolen car ]

i realised today that i had forgotten to cancel my book club subscription. i am now the owner of this month's special selection, wiccan wisdomkeepers by sally griffyn. i was going to return it but it looks quite interesting. it examines the diversity of wiccan spirituality in the 21st century. included are articles about the life and learnings (albeit only briefly told) of various wiccans such as doreen valiente (her last public speech is recounted), patricia kennealy morrison and sirona knight. i shall attempt to have a more thorough read when i have got my clones under control. i am also glad to hear news that [info]webmiko has cunningly managed to divide herself.
~if ever you need some extra clones of mylene or the scary gun toting mun, my lab is all set up and ready for use :-) ~

in other news, i have ringwraiththree's autograph. he signed my belly!!! *dies* plastic merry also got an autograph. i think we are pathetic sock puppet whores admirers. number three is certainly looking a lot sexier healthier than in his fotr movie days. not that i um, was paying that much attention or anything...

(i heard 28 fell voices call out/ whisper in the woods)

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