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Today I went to my old high school and visited three of my former teachers, two of whom now have my little brother (second verse, same as the first, but with more math/science/video game interest and a whole lot worse) in Latin I and Gifted Communication Arts. They're as fabulous as ever, all the more so, of course, as they haven't got to give me grades anymore.
Of course they and half the school were having geeky conversations about Return of the King, which made me feel right at home. I'm grateful to all the Tolkien geeks out there, the ones who made the movie but also the ones the movie was made for, because The Fellowship of the Ring was one of the very few books I ever put down, and one of the even fewer that I picked up again. Now I happily Tolkien-geek with such lovely people. :)
I shall go again tomorrow or Saturday with my little brother, and that will be nice because I feel like my head's become a sieve and all the thoughts I had during my first viewing, save a few, have fallen right out of my head again.
( Some scattered thoughts )
( My scary OTP )
Of course they and half the school were having geeky conversations about Return of the King, which made me feel right at home. I'm grateful to all the Tolkien geeks out there, the ones who made the movie but also the ones the movie was made for, because The Fellowship of the Ring was one of the very few books I ever put down, and one of the even fewer that I picked up again. Now I happily Tolkien-geek with such lovely people. :)
I shall go again tomorrow or Saturday with my little brother, and that will be nice because I feel like my head's become a sieve and all the thoughts I had during my first viewing, save a few, have fallen right out of my head again.
( Some scattered thoughts )
( My scary OTP )
