That’s my Hunger Games name. What’s yours?
If you don’t have one yet, go to Forever YA and get yours. Be sure to come back and tell me what it is, and tell me how much you adore Peeta.
Wow–just as I typed that, the orcs bellowed so loudly that my speakers started quaking and the antenna fell off along with a few papers I had on top of the speakers. I’m watching Fellowship of the Rings, and that big ugly troll dude is after Frodo and no one knows that Frodo’s wearing a shirt of mithril chain mail underneath his travel-stained hobbit shirt so they think Frodo’s dying. Guess I’d better publish this post and pick the papers off the floor and enjoy the sight of Samwise Gamgee attacking big ugly troll dude. Well, really th ey’re all attacking big ugly troll dude, but Legolas manages to finish him off. Mmmmm. Legolas. (Okay, I really have a thing for Faramir, but he’s not in this movie, so I’ll enjoy what eye candy I can.) (And my apologies if I spelled any of the names incorrectly, but it’s been a while since I read the books, and while I am listening to them on CD in my car, the narrator doesn’t feel it necessary to spell the names for me.)
On review: I find the name Ginless amusing. I am actually ginless, so I guess that works out just fine. And the description of the swill that whatsisface drinks doesn’t make me feel any more inclined to be swillful. So it’s all good.