You're The Hobbit!
by J.R.R. Tolkien
All you wanted was a nice cup of tea when some haggard crazy old man came into your life and told you it was time to do something with yourself. Now you're all conflicted about whether to stick with your stay-at-home lifestyle or follow this crazy person into the wild. While you're very short and a little furry, you seem to be surrounded by an even greater quantity of short folks lately. Try not to lose your ring, but keep its value in perspective!
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at the Blue Pyramid.
You know, the first time I took the quiz, I came off as Kurt Vonnegut's Cat's Cradle (see my post on xanga). Now I'm The Hobbit. It's true then - you can't judge a book by its cover. But 'short and a little furry?' There's a smidgeon of truth in there somewhere, because someone did come into my life and told me to do something with myself. I did, and that's how I ended up where I am today, for better or for worse.
7 comments:
Odd. I feel so pretty now. Want some tea?
I'm a rabbit? heheh ... Watership Down.
Harry - "Have a cup of tea," indeed! Well I'm sorry, but I just haven't the time!"
Here there be dragons...
Be advised, good hobbit David, that, in wandering through the blogosphere, occasionally signing visitors' books, you risk being followed home. And vagabonds such as these may turn up at your doorstep begging cups of tea. Where's mine, by the way?
It’s a dangerous business going out of your door isn’t it? You step into the Road, and if you don’t keep your feet, there is no knowing where you might be swept off to. Vagabonds may follow me home but who knows if I might not be entertaining angels unawares? By the way, Master Gone Way, can you sing?
He sings like a canary :))
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