What do you assign to Mordor?

[Elonve]

leaches!!!!!!! School dinners (euch institutional food!) !!!! ;)
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[Kath]

I want to assign hayfever - I'm exhausted from all that sneezing!

Oh and fathers who think they know everything about computers and then delete your programs either by accident because they don't actually have a clue about what they're doing or on purpose because if it doesn't belong to them how can it possibly be important.

[Elonve]

college applications!!!!! grrrr! As if i don't have enough problems...
I think my ex-boyfriend can burn in the firey hell that is mordor! :mad:
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[Evisse the Blue]

I feel like assigning JK Rowling to Mordor to be honest...
It will be like throwing the One Ring away because her books are great and addictive and all, but heck, she's eevil! :eek: :p How can she do this to us, how?!

Btw, let's go easy on the spoilers, though, because there are still people who haven't read the book.

[Orominuialwen]

I assign 6 am flights to Mordor. You're supposed to be at the airport two hours beforehand, which means you have to leave for the airport before 4 am. Blech! :mad:

[Elonve]

Custom checks! You have to take your shoes off! Honestly!!! How paranoid can you get? :mad:
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[the guy who be short]

Films based on books that radically alter storylines. LotR was passable. Charlie and the Chocolate Factory was good. War of the Worlds has no right at all to be associated with one of the greatest science fiction writers of all time. They could have just made the tripods bipedal and given the film a new name, and nobody would know it was supposed to be WotW.

[CaptainofDespair]

Films based on books that radically alter storylines. LotR was passable. Charlie and the Chocolate Factory was good. War of the Worlds has no right at all to be associated with one of the greatest science fiction writers of all time. They could have just made the tripods bipedal and given the film a new name, and nobody would know it was supposed to be WotW.

Which Chocolate Factory? The Gene Wilder version, or *shudders* the Johnny Depp version? The former was creepy good, but the Depp version is most certainly trash.

Thus, I send Johnny Depp to Mordor. I will also send Hollywood and fruitcakes (often seen together ;)) to that dark land beyond Gondor.

[Lalwendë]

Thus, I send Johnny Depp to Mordor.

I'm having visions of a large party of female 'Downers hammering on the Black Gate pleading to be let in...

[Firefoot]

Which Chocolate Factory? The Gene Wilder version, or *shudders* the Johnny Depp version? The former was creepy good, but the Depp version is most certainly trash. Nah, the Gene Wilder version is the one that scared me so bad as a kid that I don't ever want to have anything to do with that book/movie ever again... the Umpa Lumpas (Oompa Loompas?) were especially creepy; little orange men (women? I couldn't tell...) with green hair haunt my dreams. ;) (Actually, I did dream about them once...) That movie/book can definitely go to Mordor.

Actually, a lot of books/movies based off books by Roald Dahl scared me - eg James and the Giant Peach... So let's just send Roald Dahl to Mordor, and every single book he ever wrote.

[Oddwen]

Aww, man Firefoot. :( I agree about the Gene Wilder version, but I guess I'll just follow the book to Mordor. :D

Road Construction I send to Mordor. Not that it's a bad thing in itself, but the kind of construction that is made during the worst time of the year during the fair causing a lack of business and making it very slow at my BK.

(I can just imagine the men in the reflective suits filling in all the pits in Gorgoroth...diverting the traffic around the ghylls and such...hahahahahaaaa.)

Yellow cars can go to Mordor. As can salt that sticks in the shakers when it gets humid.

Generic, uninventive Tolkien fanfiction can go to Mordor. Maybe I'm just jaded but I haven't read anything original in a long time.

[Encaitare]

Thus, I send Johnny Depp to Mordor.

Gasp!

So let's just send Roald Dahl to Mordor, and every single book he ever wrote.

Double gasp!

Surely Matilda wasn't all that scary... ;)

[Orominuialwen]

I agree about the Gene Wilder version of Charlie and the Chocolate Factory. I remember watching it when I was 4 or 5 years old and being absolutely terrified of when that girl goes down into the furnace. The book I recall as being okay, but I red it when I was 10 or so and don't remember much of it.

I would like to assign the process by which one's wisdom teeth are removed to Mordor. My friend just got hers out today, and talking to her I was reminded of what a thoroughly unpleasant experience it was for me. (I got mine out the Tuesday before Easter this year, and then had to sing in my choir for Good Friday and Easter, which was quite difficult!)

[littlemanpoet]

I'm having visions of a large party of female 'Downers hammering on the Black Gate pleading to be let in...

Now there's an idea for the rpg. :p

[Arod]

People who throw their trash on the ground or leave it on a picnic table in a public area when there is a trash can 15 feet away. There is no excuse really. It's simply laziness. :mad:

[Feanor of the Peredhil]

Men who unintelligently assign a woman's bad mood to hormones. And, after she gets mad for them being ignorant berks, they take that as conclusive proof they were right.

They can all vacation with the Nazgul.

And slivers. I really just hate slivers. And stubbed toes. Nasty things.

Also people who pronounce it Ray-min noodles. It's Rah-men. :rolleyes: :D

[Elonve]

Breast cancer i would like to send it to mordor...

people who spit gum out on to the pavementand then you step in it and it gets all over the place! :mad: grrrrr!
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[CaptainofDespair]

Men who unintelligently assign a woman's bad mood to hormones. And, after she gets mad for them being ignorant berks, they take that as conclusive proof they were right.

They can all vacation with the Nazgul.


I'd like to vacation with the Nazgul regardless. :D

And you're right, men who do that should be sent to Mordor. Of course they are wrong...women are always in bad moods...hormones or not (unless they are shopping). :D

EDIT: *is, of course, kidding*

[littlemanpoet]

Multiple lynching in Werewolf. Blah. No guesswork, no risk factor. Boooooring. Not to mention quite Sarumanesque. "Let's kill off almost everybody in order to take out the lycanthrope. That way, even though everybody's dead, we still win. Yay." Yeah right. To Mordor with it!

[The Saucepan Man]

Multiple lynching in Werewolf. Blah. No guesswork, no risk factor. Boooooring.Alas true. But a valid and effective tactic.

Not to mention quite Sarumanesque. "Let's kill off almost everybody in order to take out the lycanthrope. That way, even though everybody's dead, we still win. Yay." Yeah right. To Mordor with it!I would rather view it as a sacrifice for the greater good (ie the people of the surrounding area). Rather like that which those who stood before Morannon were prepared to make.

:p ;)

[the phantom]

I agree with SPM.

Which means, of course, that multi-lynchings do not go to Mordor. Sorry, lmp, but it's a rule that if both SPM and the phantom endorse something it cannot be sent to Mordor, nor can their decision be overruled.

[Elonve]

I agree with SPM.

Which means, of course, that multi-lynchings do not go to Mordor. Sorry, lmp, but it's a rule that if both SPM and the phantom endorse something it cannot be sent to Mordor, nor can their decision be overruled.

He's right lmp ! and plus the country I am in is a supposed democracy so majority of the vote wins... ;) :p :( Sorry lmp
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[littlemanpoet]

I'll reserve further discussion of this particular topic (multiple lynchings) to the appropriate thread.

[the guy who be short]

The disconcerting feeling of finding a whole chick pea lurking in your braces 6 hours after your last meal.

[Feanor of the Peredhil]

Sorry, lmp, but it's a rule that if both SPM and the phantom endorse something it cannot be sent to Mordor, nor can their decision be overruled.
Except by Fea. Who first agreed with LMP via PM, and now makes it public. Multiple lynchings take all the fun out of the game. It turns it cold and clinical as opposed to encouraging acute paranoia that you just screwed up big time, which is so very much better.

Multiple lynchings are BORING. And as we all know, boring is bad and should be sent to Mordor. By default, multiple lynchings go to Mordor. Do not pass Go, do not collect $200. Thank you, have a nice day.

On a separate note, I quite honestly think that medication tolerance should be packed up and shipped out. "I'm dying from allergies." "Here, take this." And it doesn't work. And you repeat this with several different medications, none of them actually working, because you've been prescribed them too many times, until finally, your problem clears up on it's own and the only result is that next time, the drugs will work even less.

And on a further separate note, Level 81 in the Pit of 100 Trials in Paper Mario: The Thousand Year Door. See, there are no SAVE blocks in the Pit. And I didn't save before I headed in because I hadn't planned on going past level 20. Perfect health on level 80, Game Over on 81. Now I have 80 levels of baddies to re-beat, not to mention several troubles to solve. What a waste of time.

Oh, and nagging parents. "You only have six days before you leave for college and you haven't done your homework. You have two two page papers to write. I want that done TODAY." Like I won't get it done, and like procrastination won't make me work all the better once I finally do it. And like "what do you think" essays aren't the easiest thing in the world to write.

And finally... being too sick to flirt with the incredibly good looking guy who was working the check out when you bought (forced purchase, mind you) the pair of "classy heels" that seem to be required to be dressed in business attire.

[The Saucepan Man]

And on a further separate note, Level 81 in the Pit of 100 Trials in Paper Mario: The Thousand Year Door. See, there are no SAVE blocks in the Pit. And I didn't save before I headed in because I hadn't planned on going past level 20. I would go further and add any computer game which does not let you save your progress whenever you want, and therefore has you doing the same difficult section over and over again until you get bored and give up (well, I do at least :rolleyes: ).

[Eomer of the Rohirrim]

the phantom and The Saucepan Man may be brilliant but in this case they are both wrong. They have an opposition of three prominent Werewolf players who have felt the need to clutter this thread with the necessary. Where's your democracy now? :p

Besides, it's littlemanpoet's thread so anything he says here is right. ;)

That democracy thing was a joke, by the way. I am actually sending democracy straight to Mordor. Freedom and democracy? An outrageous juxtaposition! What freedom do I have being governed by Big Hungry Joe down in Govan? (I guess you need to know Scotland to understand that. ;) )

Away with it! Away with it I say! Oh, and Mario: because he's awful.

[The Saucepan Man]

Actually, I am sympathetic to the point that Fea has made.. (http://forum.barrowdowns.com/showpost.php?p=408754&postcount=458)

[Eomer of the Rohirrim]

the phantom dragged you down with him and there's no going back.

And I thought that I made that multiple lynching argument about 3 Werewolves ago. I guess that assigning things to Mordor makes your stance that bit more critical. :D

Mordor looks like a pretty awful place nowadays. Frodo and Sam would probably be reminiscing fondly if they went back today.

[Feanor of the Peredhil]

Mordor looks like a pretty awful place nowadays. Frodo and Sam would probably be reminiscing fondly if they went back today.
Perhaps they could have cameo roles in LMP's Mordor RP. Surely uncanonical as all heck, but why not just send canoncity to Mordor and have them there in search of it. :D

You know what can go to Mordor? Screwing up a simple drawing because you forgot how to draw! I'm going to school for art in six days and I couldn't even draw a simple pinecone. Granted, they're not the easiest things to draw, given all the crazy contours, but I started out entirely wrong therefore didn't get very far. It's my own fault for specializing in photography this summer, but how could I forget that line is a waste of time and it's shading that makes the picture?

[the phantom]

They have an opposition of three prominent Werewolf players
Opposition? Ha!

You must be somewhat on level with your opponent in order to offer opposition. You, Fea, and lmp offer me opposition the way Butterbur would offer Sauron opposition.

And while I'm here, I believe I will send going to work on Saturday to Mordor. I'm just now about to go to bed (at 4 AM) and I have to be at work in a few hours. Nothing messes up a fun weekend like work.

[the guy who be short]

:mad:

1) Pointless.
Major news almost never happens locally. The local press therefore engages itself in telling the citizens of a particular town about the state of the town centre and the lack of ducks this year and other trivial, pointless things nobody wants to hear about.

2) Inadequate.
In the rare case of important national news occuring locally, the local press never has resources to research the case as well as larger national newspapers and gets sidelined.

3) Waste of Natural resources.
Poor trees. And whatever ink is made from nowadays, if that's natural.

4) Waste of a large building.
In the CBD no less. That building could be put to good use - a few shops could fit in there, or a bank, etc.

5) Waste of humanity.
Those people could be actually doing something in life rather than relaying stories about ducks that nobody ever reads. Intelligent people waste their lives at the local press when those minds could be otherwise cultivated.

6) Litter.
People have a tendency to leave newspapers lying about or just throw them on the ground. Ugh.

*TGWBS looks around as if daring somebody to disagree* :p

[littlemanpoet]

Perhaps they could have cameo roles in LMP's Mordor RP. Surely uncanonical as all heck, but why not just send canoncity to Mordor and have them there in search of it.

That is going to have to happen. Maybe not the first ATM rpg, but count on it (if it's successful enough to be repeated). That would be too good not to do. :)

You must be somewhat on level with your opponent in order to offer opposition. You, Fea, and lmp offer me opposition the way Butterbur would offer Sauron opposition.

Ooh. Ick. :: LMP fans face:: It's getting a little hubrid in here. ;)

[Bêthberry]

Perhaps they could have cameo roles in LMP's Mordor RP. Surely uncanonical as all heck, but why not just send canoncity to Mordor and have them there in search of it.


That is going to have to happen. Maybe not the first ATM rpg, but count on it (if it's successful enough to be repeated). That would be too good not to do. :)



Oh, a game to rescue Canonicity would indeed most likely belong as a sequel (or would it all be one game but because of length deferred to three threads?). I mean, think of how long it would take us to decide upon a character bio for Canonicity. An NPC? Couldn't by any means be a cameo. Who here would be the one of our Fellowship to take up the challenge?

Might I suggest something? A trilogy of ATM games, the first in The Shire, the second in Rohan, and well, the one about that canonicity thingy in Gondor.

Oh, and, just to keep this on-topic, I would like to assign summer air conditioning that is set far, far too cold and the people who then bring in small space heaters to warm up the space under their desks while they still wear sockless sandals.

While I'm at this, I'll assign noisy air conditioners to Mordor too. Impossible to appreciate music, except for grunge rock or metal, while that whirls away. No offense to grunge or metal, now!

[Celuien]

Warranties that expire right before something breaks down can go straight to Mordor. So can customer service departments that keep you on hold a little bit longer than forever.

Telemarketers who switch your long-distance service even after you tell them you're very happy with your current phone company, thank you, can set up shop in Barad-Dur. In fact, telemarketing companies in general can go to Mordor.

[Feanor of the Peredhil]

I'm glad my Canonicity idea seems well accepted. I thought it sounded fantastic, but I couldn't be sure, since I was pretty tired when I came up with it. :D

I mean, think of how long it would take us to decide upon a character bio for Canonicity. An NPC? Couldn't by any means be a cameo. Who here would be the one of our Fellowship to take up the challenge?
I'd be willing to do it. Mind, I might need a little help here and there having never read HoME, but I've got a pretty firm grasp on the rest. Can you imagine... I just had the funniest image of davem showing up in Mordor and telling off "The Hobbit"s for trying to tie themselves to Canonicity. Hehe. I can't wait for this to be set in motion.

Might I suggest something? A trilogy of ATM games, the first in The Shire, the second in Rohan, and well, the one about that canonicity thingy in Gondor.

I like that idea. It would allow for different levels of participation, experience, and humor.

And off to anguish in Mordor... New computers. Sure they want to discourage music piracy, but I made this CD ages ago. Surely there's a grandfather clause or something that would allow me to rip the hundred-something songs off of it. Since I can't, I have to actually listen to the CD itself, instead of just putting all of the tracks onto my hard drive.

[Kath]

I would like to send the inability to breathe to Mordor, it's exhausting! And so not fun!

On a lighter note I would also like to send hypocritical parents. The type that demand you be quiet while they are watching the television but are quite happy to come in and talk as loudly as possible when you are watching something. Oh, and then have the audacity to call you cheeky when you complain!

[Oddwen]

My knees should go to Mordor. They hurt me so. *whimper*

Overplayed songs that I used to like...but don't anymore. 'Bye you go! *punt*

Books that look so interesting on the covers but are not inside.

The weird (and slightly embarassing) feeling of food in your teeth six hours after eating when you don't wear braces.

[Bêthberry]

Might I suggest something? A trilogy of ATM games, the first in The Shire, the second in Rohan, and well, the one about that canonicity thingy in Gondor



I like that idea. It would allow for different levels of participation, experience, and humor.



umhm. It's why I told LMP to check out his idea with the Shire Mods, pio and Child. So many of the gamers who post here to develop the idea can't game in Rohan.

To Mordor: neighbours who put up in their backyard (without checking with you) large aluminum sheds which completely block all sun from your garden.

[Dimturiel]

I would like to send the inabilaty to breathe to Mordor, it's exhausting! And so not fun!

You are so right, Kath! And I also wish to send straight to Mordor those that make fun of you and find the fact that you are gasping for breath very amusing.They can spend some time with Shelob and learn how to behave. This goes also to spoilt kids that howl on the street. Off to Mordor with those little Nazgul cubs!

[Feanor of the Peredhil]

You are so right, Kath! And I also wish to send straight to Mordor those that make fun of you and find the fact that you are gasping for breath very amusing.
With them can go the idiotic Phys. Ed. teachers that have had you as a student for years and yet, as you're trying to explain that your other teacher (the one who witnessed it) told you that under no circumstances were you to continue trying to run a mile outdoors in the June sun after you had an asthma attack (without an inhaler!) half way through, she tells you that you are simply being obstinant for walking back. What an idiot.

But to follow that much as a brick would not is going to work in a hundred degree greenhouse twenty minutes later.

And hovering parents. The kind that want to know exactly what you're doing online. So they stand behind you and watch.

[the guy who be short]

But to follow that much as a brick would not is going to work in a hundred degree greenhouse twenty minutes later.Living in Britain, I thought you means Centigrade for an instant. :D Amusing mental image of a melted Feanor.

In response to Kath and Fea - All parents, from adolescence to an age we haven't quite reached yet, should go to Mordor. They can come back once our hormones make us like them again. :)

Am I allowed to do return tickets?

[Feanor of the Peredhil]

Eighteen isn't the age where you start to like them again? Must be not, since I bickered with my mom this morning, flip out at my dad every two days or so, and can't wait to go to school where they can't keep an eye on me and fret when I don't get home until (God forbid) 8:30.

[Kath]

Fea I'm beginning to think there's some kind of connection between us here because your experiences both with idiotic PE teachers who do not seem to get the concept of asthma and parents who do not get the concept of not being neurotic are practically identical to my own. Except that my mother is slightly worse having had a panic attack when I wasn't home by 6!

Oh and the reading over your shoulder thing? They do that when I'm on MSN, having private conversations. I of course can't listen in while they're on the phone so how is that entirely fair may I ask?

[Feanor of the Peredhil]

Yes, but I was out with my brother. Going to see a movie. It's not like I was out with some untrustworthy axe-murderer. *sigh*

Axe-murderes, though uncommon, can also go to Mordor. Surely they'd brighten the scene.

EDIT: Just like with AIM. "That window is flashing. Why don't you click on it?" *cough* "Because dad, I'm moping to my best friend near midnight about my relationship troubles and I don't want you to see." *another long-suffering sigh*

[littlemanpoet]

And hovering parents. The kind that want to know exactly what you're doing online. So they stand behind you and watch.

Did you type that while they were watching? :D

[The Saucepan Man]

Off to Mordor with offspring who don't fully understand the difficulties of being a parent, or that part of being a parent is a constant, never-ending and sometimes irrational worry over their children, or that when they seem to be spoiling your fun they usually only have your best interests at heart ... :p

[wilwarin538]

Braces can go to Mordor, I want to have nice pretty teeth, but they're so uncomfortable. :(

Rap music.....I hate rap music, to Mordor you go. :mad:

Bar chords...hardest notes to play on the guitar, go join the rap music.

Notice how this thread lasted longer then the "What do you assign to the Shire" thread? This is a good place to rant.

Having my four worst subjects all in the same sumester can go to Mordor.

Having my best friend change schools cause he's out of the school district can go to Mordor. (I'll miss ya Glirdy :( )

I'm done....for now.

[Feanor of the Peredhil]

Off to Mordor with offspring who don't fully understand the difficulties of being a parent
And off to Mordor with adults who seem to think that moody teenagers are going to care one whit about the difficulties of being a parent. If they didn't want to worry endlessly, they shouldn't have had kids. :p

[Eomer of the Rohirrim]

This argument is quite ridiculous and I suspect you both realise it. The solution should be obvious to all: Both parents and children must be sent to Mordor, for the benefit of me. :p

But I'm noticing that quite a few things I like are being sent to Mordor. It's probably easier if I just go. :D

For the record, I've still not been sent to Mordor (compare that with Saucepan and certain others who have been sent dozens of times). Ah! I'm so desirable...

Anyone else still happily unharrassed in the Shire?

[the guy who be short]

Anyone else still happily unharrassed in the Shire?I assign Eomer of the Rohirrim to Mordor. Just to see if he has more fangirls than Johnny Depp.

[wilwarin538]

I assign Eomer of the Rohirrim to Mordor. Just to see if he has more fangirls than Johnny Depp.

Its probably a tie, or atleast I hope so. :cool:

I send CaptainofDespair to Mordor, for sending Johnny Depp to Mordor. :D

[Feanor of the Peredhil]

Fea grabs a cloak and a walking stick and sets off to Mordor to retrieve Johnny Depp and Eomer.

Be back soon, savvy?

[Firefoot]

People on IM who sign in and out and back in and back out repeatedly so that the little pop-up keeps getting in my way while I'm trying to do other things (besides, the sound alert is irritating). Make up your mind! Do you want to be logged in or not!?

The attendance office at my school who called my house the other night (a recorded message, of course, so we couldn't correct them) trying to tell me I wasn't in one or more of my classes during the day when I definitely was.

My cousin (and possibly best friend, go figure) when she's being pushy and angsty about life in general - "I'm doing my homework!" "But I want to complain to you about my little brother and parents and homework etc!" Not quite in those words, but that's the gist of it.

[The Saucepan Man]

And off to Mordor with adults who seem to think that moody teenagers are going to care one whit about the difficulties of being a parent.Actually, that's fine by me. Enough things have been sent to Mordor to keep me happily amused for many a day and I get a break from the kids. :D

Not that I actually know what it's like to be the parent of a teenager yet. I have that delight in store. In just about 5 years' time ... :eek:

If they didn't want to worry endlessly, they shouldn't have had kids.It doesn't work like that ... :rolleyes:

[Kath]

Since we're on the subject, I would like to send any adult that thinks any negative thought a teenager has is due to hormones and just being moody rather than considering even for a second that said teenager might have a reason for this negativity past that of their age.

[The Saucepan Man]

Perhaps Mordor could be the next location for Brat Camp ... :p :D

[the guy who be short]

Perhaps Mordor could be the next location for Brat Camp ...With ease, seeing as reality shows are already in Mordor. :D

[Holbytlass]

In response to Kath and Fea - All parents, from adolescence to an age we haven't quite reached yet, should go to Mordor. They can come back once our hormones make us like them again.
Thank you, I need a vacation!! School won't start for my children for another week!!
Off to Mordor with offspring who don't fully understand the difficulties of being a parent, or that part of being a parent is a constant, never-ending and sometimes irrational worry over their children, or that when they seem to be spoiling your fun they usually only have your best interests at heart ... Of course, they don't understand. ;)
:And off to Mordor with adults who seem to think that moody teenagers are going to care one whit about the difficulties of being a parent. If they didn't want to worry endlessly, they shouldn't have had kids.
Then I curse/bless you, Feanor, with at least one of thine own issue (in good time) so that you can experience the indescribable feeling of loving someone so much, more than any other person including your own parents, that you would live for them, die for them, even perhaps kill for them but above all else make (what appears to) them miserable in the short-run so they can be happy and alive in the long-run.
Since we're on the subject, I would like to send any adult that thinks any negative thought a teenager has is due to hormones and just being moody rather than considering even for a second that said teenager might have a reason for this negativity past that of their age. Of course it's hormones! You forget, we were once teenagers, too! :D


I send to Mordor: S.O.L's Standard Of Learning tests, that pigeon-hole children's intellect and enslave teachers to teach "to the test" rather than important things.

[Feanor of the Peredhil]

Of course it's hormones! You forget, we were once teenagers, too! :D
I don't believe it. If our parents ever truly were the teens they claim to be, they would remember that we aren't always wrong, and even if we are, to let us learn from our mistakes instead of carefully banning us from making any and then getting mad when we do.

You know... I can so vividly imagine teenagers and parents warring in Mordor.

Oh, you know what else goes there? That dreadful phrase I'm sure every teen here has heard:

"You are judged by the company you keep."

Just because some of my best friends in high school were stoners doesn't mean I'm one, and it doesn't make them bad people. Some of the best friends I've had are labelled sketchy by "those who love me".

Oh, and also people who think that a Straight Edge lifestyle means you've got a gang mentality and are willing to beat the tar out of people who follow the opposite sort of life.

[the guy who be short]

That dreadful phrase I'm sure every teen here has heard:

"You are judged by the company you keep."Ugh, I know. That phrase infuriates me. :mad: Unfortunately, my vocabulary seems to have gone out the window (it is very hot) so I won't speculate further on the idiocy of that particular teacher.

Heatwaves go to Mordor. As do Coldwaves, or whatever normal people call them.

Oh, and Fea, I believe you'll only be able to carry one person back... *Delights at the expression of hopeless horror on Fea's face*

[The Saucepan Man]

So we are sending to Mordor those who act out of a genuine sense of love, devotion and duty simply because, on occasion, they can get it wrong, even though nobody (no, not even those who are parents) is able to exercise perfect judgment and get things right 100% of the time?

On my reading of LotR, that seems rather back to front to me ... :rolleyes: ;)

Perhaps we should just send all teenagers to Mordor for a limited period so that their parents may take a well-earned break. As TGWBS pointed out, Brat Camp is already there to take care of the most troublesome of them. And the variety of teachers, school subjects, tests and exams that have been sent there will keep the remainder occupied. :smokin:

[Kath]

Or maybe we should send all parents to Mordor. That way they can have a break from their kids but said kids don't have to spend their time there!

[The Saucepan Man]

Or maybe we should send all parents to Mordor. That way they can have a break from their kids but said kids don't have to spend their time there!I refer you to my earlier answer (#305). :p

Tsk! I don't know! Typical teenagers. Always answering back their elders and betters ... :rolleyes:

*ducks barrage of hormone-fuelled missiles* :D

[Kath]

Goodo, hope you have fun ;)

And you complain that we answer back yet you complain that we are being moody if we don't speak. It's quite hard to win really since to continue a conversation you have to answer.

But, to keep this thread on some kind of context, to Mordor with osteopaths who try to crush you! It's quite scary sometimes.

[littlemanpoet]

Glad to be watching this from the sidelines. Really quite funny! :D

The RP will have to have some kind of spoof on the war between the generations. Somehow, some way ... the Barrowdowns way.

[Holbytlass]

Feanor[/B]] I don't believe it. If our parents ever truly were the teens they claim to be, they would remember that we aren't always wrong, and even if we are, to let us learn from our mistakes instead of carefully banning us from making any and then getting mad when we do.
Hey, we're parents, not perfect! :D We do remember being teenagers, it's just that through a little more experience of life, we know more than we did as teenagers. I would assume that teenagers would agree that they know more than 12 year olds, and remember being 12 and yet still find 12 year olds rather irksome, sometimes.
Fea[/B]]"You are judged by the company you keep."
I don't care for that statement either because it isn't right, and I mean right in the sense that no one should judge others by race, color, gender etc...BUT it is a fact of life that people do, so as long as a person understands this and doesn't get angry when they are judged, evenly wrongly, then there shouldn't be a problem.

I assign to Mordor papercuts.

[the phantom]

I'm loving all this teen vs parent action.

And what's amazing is I'm finding myself siding with the parents though I have yet to sire offspring.
And hovering parents. The kind that want to know exactly what you're doing online. So they stand behind you and watch.
Yeah, that would be annoying if they stood there watching you (mine never did that), but there's nothing wrong with them wanting to know what you are doing.
Eighteen isn't the age where you start to like them again?
There's supposed to be a time when you don't like your protectors, providers, and life-givers?! :eek:

I've always liked mine.
Off to Mordor with offspring who don't fully understand the difficulties of being a parent, or that part of being a parent is a constant, never-ending and sometimes irrational worry over their children, or that when they seem to be spoiling your fun they usually only have your best interests at heart ....
Amen. I'm with SPM.

Though I'm not a parent, I often take care of my cousins or my friends' kids, and my experiences with them have made me really really really sympathize with parents.
You are judged by the company you keep
My parents never tossed me that line, probably because my close friends that I hung out with were not pot-heads, crack-heads, gangsters, sluts, thieves, or jerks. Parents wouldn't have a reason to utter that dreaded line if their kids didn't hang around with such people.
So we are sending to Mordor those who act out of a genuine sense of love, devotion and duty simply because, on occasion, they can get it wrong, even though nobody (no, not even those who are parents) is able to exercise perfect judgment and get things right 100% of the time?
Apparently, yes. :rolleyes:

I dunno- it seems like every non-parent is on the side opposed to me. Perhaps I had unusually awesome parents? For one thing, teens always think they know everything. I did too (I still do). But the difference was, I never thought I knew more than my dad- he's a genius. Perhaps that kept me from being a normal teenager?

Anyway, off to Mordor with all teens who don't understand that parents see their children as extensions of their own bodies and souls, and are just as interested in and worried about their children as they are themselves, and want to spare their children as many bumps and bruises, physical and emotional, as possible, and help their children be better at everything than they were when they were young.

[Oddwen]

Hey, I can sympathize with the Parents - I know how difficult teenagers can be, having been so myself. And y'know what? Living with myself has given me a vision for later in life - I am going to be the worst parent any of you can dream of. http://instagiber.net/smiliesdotcom/contrib/ruinkai/FIREdevil.gif

Looks like we'll have to have alternating weeks in Mordor. I can see the tour bus now ...


...and over there by that ugly skyscraper desecrating the already polluted skyline is a band of inconsiderate smokers munching black licorice everyone, and watch out for those lima bean patches...there's one now! *bam!* Oh, don't worry everyone, we just blew a tire running over a beer bottle. And look, there's the bum that threw it! Everyone, after him!
I'd like to send to Mordor those annoying guys who provide the voiceovers at the end of infomercials and commercials.

"This piece of crap is available for only ninteen easy payments of 19.95! Call now and receive TWO pieces of crap for the exorbitant price of one! Free shipping for an extra fee! CALL NOW!!!!"

Sore throats that appear for no reason should go.

Bags of candy that come to an end too soon should go and stay.

Tooth fillings that begin to peel off for no reason.

The ache that comes from flossing after a long hiatus should go.

Mouth-breathing gingivitus is a pain. Off you go, you bloody mess! *kick*

[Alphaelin]

Not that I actually know what it's like to be the parent of a teenager yet. I have that delight in store. In just about 5 years' time ... :eek:


Compared to teens, Mordor is a picnic in the park. If you don't ask about their day, they complain you don't care. If you do, you're accused of being nosy. If you go out without them, they think you don't want them around. If you request their presence at dinner, they think you're a control freak. If you ask who they are going out with, you're a control freak. If you attempt to use *your* phone or computer, which *you* are paying for, you're trying to come between them and their friends and you're a control freak. God forbid you should ask about school!

And this is from a good kid with (mostly) good judgement and good grades. All I want is a little face-to-face time and some conversation (and the occasional use of my phone and 'puter during normal waking hours). I would never consign my teen to Mordor, but I'd be happy to go there myself just for a break! (Especially if Johnny Depp is still there.)

I didn't see my mom's side of things till I was in my mid-twenties, so I figure I've got another ten years of this before we start getting along again. :)

[mormegil]

Something that children should realize is that most parents would brave Mordor to rescue their children from it if they needed. I admit I was a punk teenager and "hated" my parents at times. Now I feel different. Being a parent myself I see all the sacrifices they went through and all they did for me. I love my daughter so much that I would lay my life down for her if need be. I think Tolkien wrote about that many times, while not directly though. How many of the free people fought to their own death because they wanted their liberty and to, in essence, give that to their children.

Teenagers, just remember that your parents love you. You should go today and thank your parents for being great.

About that phrase of you are judged by your company. Be careful who you hang out with because they usually have a stronger influence on you than you realize, for better or worse.

So I would assign neither parents nor teenagers to Mordor who truly care for each other. Parents who abuse their children should go their. How a parent can do that is beyond me.

Sorry if this sounded overly preachy :rolleyes:

[littlemanpoet]

This is a rant thread. Pass on any further wisdom elsewhere, please, like PMs. ;)

[Dimturiel]

I think I might have a solution for this parents-children thing. So, I say that children who cannot see how much they mean to their parents should be sent to Mordor, but that they should also be joined by parents who cannot understand their children. Now I hope that everyone is satisfied. ;)

[The Saucepan Man]

So, I say that children who cannot see how much they mean to their parents should be sent to Mordor, but that they should also be joined by parents who cannot understand their children. Now I hope that everyone is satisfied.So, who does that leave ...? ;)

[Dimturiel]

So who does that leave? It leaves me and my family safely out of Mordor. :p. And while we're at it, I say that adults who do not remember how it is to be young can go to Mordor. Albus Dumbledore said once that it is natural for the young not to understand the old, but that the old should never forget how the young act. And I drink to that.

[Feanor of the Peredhil]

Oh come come now... I don't hate my parents, and I rarely feel misunderstood by my mother. I hate it when my parents demand to know what my friends and I are talking about on AIM, and I hate it when they brag about me. That's a big one... I HATE when my parents brag about me, so that goes to Mordor.

And I hate it that I understand how much my parents love me, at least as much as a teenager can understand that, but that they still drive me nuts.

And I hate that my continued exposure with the "bad kids" left me great friends and great memories, but also with rumors that idiots spread about me and a permanent paranoia of law enforcement officers. :D So that goes to Mordor as well.

[Orominuialwen]

I assign people who use personal grief as an excuse to treat other peple badly to Mordor. Everybody has family members die, and just because this happens it does not mean that they have licence to be angry and abusive towards everybody else.

[ninlaith]

I would assign men who hit women and parents who abuse their children. The real evil in this world is not orcs or uruk-hai or wargs it's people who ignore what it is to be human and become monsters themselves.

[Holbytlass]

Ooh, Oddwen, love the firey evil grin!

parents see their children as extensions of their own bodies and souls I can't remember where I heard this or the exact quote but it was something about having children is like having your heart walking around outside your body.

Oh, yea, hovering parents, I call them 'helicopter moms'.

Albus Dumbledore said once that it is natural for the young not to understand the old, but that the old should never forget how the young act. And I drink to that. I drink to that, too. But Dumbledore never had kids! :p

Off to Mordor: splinters

[Firefoot]

I assign to Mordor stereotypers... "teens do this," "parents do this." :p I hate being stereotyped.

I, for one, have a very good relationship with my parents, and I can't claim to understand how people really feel when they claim "I hate my mom (or dad)," or are just always complaining about the things they do... the last argument I remember having with my mom was like four years ago.

Also to Mordor goes English classes and both this year's and last year's English teachers. Especially this year's... she's so boring and annoying and over-does the grammar side of things - what *honors class* needs to do some 15 worksheets on just commas before understanding it?

[Feanor of the Peredhil]

I assign procrastination. I know that it's easier to "just get it done", and I know that it's a huge relief to know that I have all this free time with nothing to worry about, and yet

every

single

time

I can't resist putting things off until the last minute. My Tom Sawyer essay (that I've tried to write for a month, have to have done by morning, and still have to finish) is mouldering on my hard drive, and my Lia Lee essay was only completed two days ago. But I can't help it. I need to break my bad habits.

So I'll just send bad habits to Mordor. And the kind of parent that thinks that you being upset by other people organizing what you've already obsessively organized is a clear sign that you're nervous about leaving for college in the morning. I should have thought it would be obvious that I'm simply obsessive when it comes to packing. :D

[Holbytlass]

what *honors class* needs to do some 15 worksheets on just commas before understanding it?
Oh, didn't you know that honors means special? Ah, just kidding :p

Procrastination is my middle name! My husband is going to put on my tombstone 'I'll do it tomorrow'. After all, why do today what can be done tomorrow!

Packing:traveling:airports: (I send to Mordor)strip searches to get to the gate

[Feanor of the Peredhil]

Oh my, I hope LMP's RPers don't have to strip their characters to pass Mordor Security on the way out! After all, we're supposed to be family friendly. :D

You know what can go to Mordor?

Being Forbidden from entering The Barrowdowns!

[Elonve]

when you write to somebody, snailmail, 5 pages and all you get back is a paragraph. and your suposed to have loved this guy for 3 years of your life.

Yes, you'd be absolutly narfed if you were me!
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[Orominuialwen]

I agree with Fea on procrastination. I'm still not done with over-the-summer homework that's due tomorrow and that I've known about since the beginning of June. Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaargh! :mad:

[Glim Thundersinger]

I would assign to Mordor...

Once respectable people who sell their soul by acting in lousy commercials.

[Encaitare]

I assign to Mordor the concept that doing things like college applications is more important than wreaking Orkish havoc in an RPG. I also assign the concept that attempting to accomplish said Orkish havoc is "doing nothing". Pah.

[Kath]

I assign going into school when it is absolutely pointless. We were dragged in this afternoon to do nothing more than confirm which options we were doing. Now this seems all very well and good except that on Monday we have 2 form periods in which to do all this Admin stuff and then a year assembly - tell me why this couldn't have been done then!

I also assign the lying television people who claim that the advert breaks are no louder than the programmes :rolleyes:

[Orominuialwen]

I assign going to bed when it's light out. Whether it's when it's still light out or light out again when you finally do get to go to bed, it's never fun.

I also assign really heavy textbooks, especially those one is required to bring to class every day. In the two days of school so far, I have been given six textboods, four of which I am required to bring every day. I got three textbooks from one class alone, and we'll be getting a fourth at some point. All the books don't even fit in my backpack, and I'm probably going to get some sort of back injury from carrying them all. Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr...

[Celuien]

I'm currently rotating through a clinic with a substantial non-English speaking patient population, which means that I'm depending on our language line for translations quite a bit. Fortunately, we have good translators, but if they weren't as skilled, chaos would result. Therefore, I'd like to assign bad translations to Mordor.

Besides, suppose a group of Mordor assignees had to hold a conversation through the mangled translation service...

[Feanor of the Peredhil]

Fea raises her vaguely exhausted Freshman hand unobtrusively in the corner where she's falling asleep. "Can we assign text books that cost over a hundred bucks a piece and that they have no used versions of? Oh, and Saturday morning classes. On the other hand, that gorgeous Swiss boy can stay right out of Mordor..."

[mormegil]

Don't know if this has already been assigned but I'm angry enough that I will assign it anyway. I assign theives to Mordor. Somebody who breaks into your car and takes out anything of value inside of it regardless of the fact that some of it may have extreme senimental value for my wife. Basically I assign people who have no regard for others as to violate them like this and in other ways.

[The Perky Ent]

The dark lord Sauron forged from the fires of Mount Doom the Ring of Power, to controll all other rings. But he also made another item. An item conceived by such pure evil, the mere touch of it would burn the souls of that person, and all they're decendants and ancestors. This evil was perfect in creation, and went well with Eggs and other breakfast foods. This evil would triumph all others.



SPAM!!!!!

[Lathriel]

and VIRUSES

[Feanor of the Peredhil]

Idiotic bees. I can understand a bee stinging you if it flies near and you hit at it and act frenzied and spastic. I can understand a bee stinging you if you step on it barefoot or something of that sort.

What I can't understand is why it had to randomly fly into me, panic, and sting me in the wrist. In the very spot that I rest on the desk as I write. In the very spot that is driving me mad with a very vague itch/ache as a result.

I'm developing a strong dislike of bees simply because of this Fool of a Bee that couldn't see the much larger than itself obstruction in it's path.

[Kath]

UCAS applications. In fact everything to do with trying to figure out where to go to University and all the stupid form filling you have to do. Personal statements are the work of Sauron ad should be thrown into the Crack of Doom, as should online forms because I can't figure out what I've written and what I have left to do.

So maybe I should just send myself to Mordor, then no more worries!

[Feanor of the Peredhil]

Collegiate insomnia. How can it be that a group's best intentions of going to bed at 10:30 have them out until 11:00, doing homework until 12:30, talking until 1:30, and finally falling asleep just in time to catch maybe six hours of winks before breakfast and class?

[VanimaEdhel]

Hence why I decided not to go to the frat party I was invited to last night, Fea. You should know better! The best-laid sleeping plans always go awry in regards to sleeping if you're out during college. Meanwhile, I did go to bed at 10:30. The phone call from a friend at about 1 a.m. wasn't my fault.

But I do assign general heat to Mordor. I much prefer being a little cold and having to cover myself than being hot, down to a tank top, and having nowhere to go from there. Guess it's good I'm going to college here in New England, then.

[Lalwendë]

I hereby send to Mordor the witch who sits at the other side of my office. She has an 'issue' with the fact that on our side we like the flourescent lighting switched off and takes delight in blatantly ignoring the names on the light switches and blasting us with evil, flickering, headache-inducing yellow light. I have therefore taken the step today of ringing the building's electrician and having the offending lights permanently switched off. *evil grin* And she has a laugh like a Warg. :eek: :mad:

[Lyta_Underhill]

Besides, suppose a group of Mordor assignees had to hold a conversation through the mangled translation service... Hahahaha! This brings to mind all sorts of things! Mainly the experience of the hobbits with Orcs. Pippin is surprised he can understand their speech at one point, mainly because orcs speak so many different dialects that they have to use the Common Speech when talking to each other. If only there were such a common speech in today's world... I imagine it would be either English (which thankfully I already know) or Chinese (that'd take a thousand years, although I can say "Good morning.")

All this babble about Babel--an amusing incident also comes to mind about a convention where two girls met and one spoke only Japanese and Klingon. The other English and Klingon. The two conversed in Klingon! (I think I should assign common language to the Shire, though...)

Or thanking God that all the people that worked in your graduate lab spoke English, even though they were from Japan, Korea and Africa! The postgraduate lab was populated by a Chinese man (who had an extremely good sense of humor!) and an East Indian, but they spoke English too...I was so blessed! But now I don't work in a lab... :(

Anyway the point to all that must have been the frustrating nature of having no common language, and yes, sometimes I wish the babble would go to Mordor!

I don't know if this has been mentioned, but I often wish "political correctness" would head on off to the Shadowland, because it seems that is where it came from!

Oh yes, in parting, People who believe that they are the only important beings in the universe and who subsequently walk all over me, and the social conventions that say I must endure it with politeness.

Cheers!
Lyta

[the guy who be short]

I assign to Mordor... sweat patches. So not cool.

[Feanor of the Peredhil]

I hereby assign college dorm parties. Yes, our girls had a crazy dance party the other night, but there was no booze, no drugs, no idiots breaking school rules. We also moved it to where it wouldn't bother anybody. The jerks in the next building over decided to go nuts last night, leaving those of us who actually care about keeping our GPA high enough to keep a firm hold on our scholarships surrounded by drunken caterwauling and random screaming.

Also, I'm going to do a pre-assignation. The pain I know I'll feel in a few hours from my first ever dance class. That goes. The class stays, on the other hand. But the dull ache that should be settling in just as I start my homework? That's got a nice spot reserved.

[Dimturiel]

I assign my school uniform to Mordor. Since it is black, it will fit perfectly there:D. And I also send to Mordor the fact that there have been notebooks with pictures from LOTR on their covers but they were sold out before I could buy some, and it does not seem like they are going to bring more before school starts, which is this Monday. This is so unfair! As if there was someone in my town that liked LOTR more than me. These notebooks could have been mine, they should be mine!:mad:

[the guy who be short]

I swiftly and surely assign to Mordor the Dread Backspace Button Of Doom.

It's so infuriating when, in the middle of a long response to a terribly interesting PM, the backspace button, instead of performing its deleting function, decides it would be amusing to send me back to viewing the PM. Result: Long PM lost.

Grr. :mad:

[The Only Real Estel]

School and, for that matter, anything else that keeps me from being able to play in more WW games.

[Encaitare]

The blisters that come from wearing huge boots...

And bus drills in gym class where they make you jump off the back of the bus in said huge boots.

[Feanor of the Peredhil]

The blisters that come from unbroken flip flops and the ones two inches below them that come from unbroken argyle flats. And the way that once you have them, you can't comfortably wear any of your shoes, broken in or not.

[Elonve]

Biology Lab partner who looks down your blouse...*curses in numerous languages* :mad:
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[Feanor of the Peredhil]

Also, I'm going to do a pre-assignation. The pain I know I'll feel in a few hours from my first ever dance class. That goes. The class stays, on the other hand. But the dull ache that should be settling in just as I start my homework? That's got a nice spot reserved.
The reservation has been filled. Ow. And to it, we'll add such a huge workload that one does not even know where to begin. And upon it, we'll add both of the computers that screwed up while someone (we won't mention names) was in the middle of using them yesterday.

[Kath]

Apologies in advance to any parents this will no doubt offend but . . .

. . . I assign the banning of the internet, especially when I need to vote on TiG! My parents know about this and yet still I wasn't allowed on for the two minutes it would have taken to write a post and submit it. Yes, yes I know I did vote yesterday, but you know how I did that? I phoned up my friend who was allowed on the computer and dictated it to her!

But my real complaint actually is that the point of being banned was so that I wouldn't be tying up the phone lines with the internet, and yet I'm allowed to be on the phone for two hours?

So actually I think I'm assigning whatever you would call that piece of logic.

[Orominuialwen]

This has been mentioned before, but I'll do it again.

I assign allergies to Mordor. Especially when you used to only be allergic to things like red salad dressing and antibacterial soap that are fairly easy to stay away from, then suddenly develop a pollen allergy that's it's impossible to avoid, and then are completely miserable. Plus, allergies feel as bad as being sick, but you're not allowed to stay home from school because of them. Grrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr...

[Oddwen]

Allergies and excess mucous have been sent to Mordor, but there is one thing I would like to see sent with them:

Hankerchiefs.

Not nice clean ones, those are a very good thing, but the used ones. The ones that you seem to soak repeatedly. The ones you struggle to find a dry spot on.

Along with used hankerchiefs goes the feeling of a wet used hankerchief when you have to stick it back in your pocket. Cold and clammy...or worse, warm and clammy.

Or if you happen to use tissues, the piles and piles of wet tissued piled around the chair where you happen to be seated.

I would also like to send dog bites to Mordor. And the dog that gives them. (Stupid Sheila...)

[Pallando]

To Mordor I assign the person who invented those shoes which were loose around your ankles, yet tight upon your toes, so that I hurt to wear the blasted things. By Ilúvatar, does it feel good to take them off at the end of the day!

[littlemanpoet]

Terrorists have already been sent to Mordor, so I'll send the little worries that pick at the mind of whether I'll be safe in those double decker busses or in the underground of London. Anyway, I'll be back in three weeks. I'm off to England tomorrow. Have fun and keep making this thread a hoot to read. Even about snotty hankies! :p

[Nuranar]

Practice job interviews - with your parents. :eek: :confused:

[Celuien]

Terrorists have already been sent to Mordor, so I'll send the little worries that pick at the mind of whether I'll be safe in those double decker busses or in the underground of London. Anyway, I'll be back in three weeks. I'm off to England tomorrow. Have fun and keep making this thread a hoot to read. Even about snotty hankies! :p

Have a good trip! I'll be heading to London the last week of December.

Since we're talking about travel, I'll assign flight delays. I hate being trapped in the airport, especially when said delay has the potential to make you miss important appointments.

[Nuranar]

After a week of waiting, figuring out you ordered the mIcroeconomics book when you needed the mAcroeconomics book. The test is in three days.

[Orominuialwen]

I send people who don't show up for the fourth time in a row when you invite them some place. I don't necessicarily assign that particular person, but just that he keeps saying he'd be delighted to come to things and then not showing up. When he asked me to do something with him, I came, so it would be nice if he would do the same thing for me. At least I do get ice cream out of the fact that he didn't come, though...

[the guy who be short]

People who just don't understand introverts. We like being by ourselves sometimes.

Especially extroverts who try to make conversation when you are clearly not in the mood. The expression on my face clearly shows I've had a hard day at 6th Form. I can't be bothered to make conversation about trivial matters with you. Go away.

Also, being introverted and shy when you're around people you know you'll get on excellent with, once you get to know them.

[Feanor of the Peredhil]

After a week of waiting, figuring out you ordered the mIcroeconomics book when you needed the mAcroeconomics book. The test is in three days.
No worries, dear. Just tell your professor that economics is simply the study of scarcity of resources and how society decides to allocate what they've got. If you feel like being brave, add a bit about how society is obvious bad at this job, because we've got enough resources on our planet, we're just bad at shuffling so that everybody gets what they need. Add a pinch about how current events affect all levels of economics (or did nobody else see gas prices shoot up about $0.30 right after Katrina?) and you should be covered. :) Or just PM the phantom. He likes the subject.

I assign classes that I couldn't stand but that I still did really well in. Just because I aced the final (five essays in one hour) in Economics didn't mean that I wanted to tutor anybody in the class. Just because I could scrape a B in Calculus didn't mean that I a) liked it or b) had any idea how I managed it. Just because I understood just how E could equal MC^2 didn't mean I was comfortable enough with the theory to explain it to anybody else.

And I assign crystal clear memories. Not the good ones... the good ones you can never quite remember perfectly any how. It's always the bad ones that you'd like to put away in a deep vault (hooray for repression!) that spring to mind most clearly and leave you feeling just like you did four years ago this day. It's always the bad ones that leave you to remember each word from each person (they had been scarce that day) and each gut-wrenching reaction the entirely unbelievable that you were watching happen live on a television in front of you, when you should have been in class. And remembering seeing your most stoically unflappable teacher.... crying. Those memories should go.

[Lalwendë]

Also, being introverted and shy when you're around people you know you'll get on excellent with, once you get to know them.

I send being introverted to Mordor! Sometimes I get all tongue tied, even at work, and I can't even summon up the courage to ring people so I have to e-mail them instead. I also send to Mordor those people who don't understand why you feel that way sometimes, those people who try and make you feel bad about being nervous! :(

[Hilde Bracegirdle]

Hmm...I'm introverted and can't imagine being any other way, though it is a problem never phoning people. I think they will feel I don't care for them! :(

What I would like to propose sending to Mordor is the feeling one gets when one opens one's check book and instead of finding the prewritten check one expects to find, you find one you thought you sent off last Monday! That feeling is to closely followed by a second, even more unpleasant, the realization that you did indeed send a check in that envelope, but you have no way of knowing if it was made out to your church or your Insurance company! Ergh....

[Feanor of the Peredhil]

Let's just send telephones to Mordor.

They are possibly the most evil creations around... Alexander Grahm Bell, shame to you.

Example 1: The dreaded after-date paranoia. Will he call? Do I want him to call? No. Will I be offended when he doesn't? Yes. What's wrong with me? Why isn't he calling. Oh my God, the phone just rang... I don't want to talk to him! It's not for me? What do you mean it's not for me. He's supposed to call.

Example 2: The dreaded business call. How do I address my future employer? She wrote "Michelle" on the paper by her number, but she's quite a lot older than me. Should I call her Missus? Professor? Is it unprofessional to call her by name? This is her home number... will I be interrupting her? What time is most appropriate for a business call?

Example 3: No news is good news. They said they'd call when they had news... but do I want to hear it? Is it better to get bad news in person? Should I just go over there? Or wait by the phone...

Example 4: Is it even for me? No, of course not. Wait, it is? Do I actually feel like talking? What if there's awkward silence... should I just fill it? God I hate talking on the phone. Is it rude to have a three minute conversation? I'd rather just talk in person.

Example 5: It's my parents, and they want to know about university. Should I tell them about that crazy party my floor had? It's not like there was booze there at all... how much is too much information? Should I lie and say that all I do on campus is homework? What about that really cute guy in my Psych class who I simply *must* get to know. Are they more curious about my work, or my life here? What am I supposed to tell them. Oh hi, Mom. What's up?

Example 6: The unidentified caller. Hi, it's me. Ooooookay. Do you know what time we're going to Mac's? Do I know who you are? Did so-and-so say anything about me? No clue... I recognize her voice, but who is this? She recognizes my voice... I feel like a jerk for not recognizing hers.

And last but not least, Example 7: It's not for you any how. Hi. *faints over the identity of guy on phone* Hey, how'd you get my extension; playing it cool. Actually, I'm calling for your room mate/brother/cousin/friend/fill in the blank.

Phones... are simply put on this Earth to make you question everything. Do you want to answer? What if it's somebody who you'd prefer got the message "She's not here right now". Or how do you conduct a formal business meeting over a phoneline?

Things should be done in person, or in writing. It's just entirely too nerve-wracking to use one of those horrible ringing, caller ID-ing, message taking works of Morgoth. I hope LMP's Mordor-escapees have to make a nerve-wracking phone call at least one. Come to think of it... perhaps Canonicitiwen (name subject to change) will have to...

[Elonve]

Declaring feelings to somebody and them not returning them... or the other way around. I would only let people declare feelings unless the other person feels the same way.
Damn Locker combination got stuck. Wisdom teeth.

Ypu can tell today isn't a good day for me! :eek: :( :o
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[Hilde Bracegirdle]

I would send windshield wiper blades that always streak right in the line of vision to Mordor, but I think that they must be manufactured there!

[Orominuialwen]

Forgetting what it was you had been wanting to post here all day.

Creepy teachers. (Like my math teacher who married a former student of his, and has had so many harassment complaints made about him, and yet the school refuses to do anything about it. :eek: )

When a bunch of your friends are in the same class, and you aren't in any classes with any of your friends (at least for the time being).

When your'e in a class that is supposed to be about current events/civics/ethics sorts of things, and the entire class has the exact same opinion on everthing, except for you, who pretty much consistently disagree with them all. It's kind of hard to have debate when it's 31 vs. 1 and you're afraid of how nasty you know at least some of the people will most likely act when the class really gets down to serious issues, not just introductory sorts of things. And as well, the one friend you know will protect you when people get nasty (even when it's other friends of his, and even when he disagrees with you) isn't in your class. In other words, this class could be okay if the students' viewpoints were a bit more evenly balanced.

Homework that keeps you from the much more educational experience of coming here. :(

Having such an irrational fear of phone calls that the number of people who you can call on the phone without panicking is limited about 2 friends and your immediate family members.



Edit: Something to definitely not assign to Mordor: my 500th post! (It certainly took me long enough to get there!)

[Feanor of the Peredhil]

Imagine, if you will, sheer excitement coursing through your veins. You have your dance class... a new and interesting hobby that you have already fallen in love with. You know that you are going to finish 1 1/2 hours of hard exercise dripping with sweat, aching horribly, slightly dehydrated, and dying for need of food. But it's okay, because you will have danced. You know that you can go take a half hour long shower to soothe your aching muscles, and you know that you'll be able to wash your hair and self and come out of it all feeling better than ever.

Now imagine that you find out that you have a mandatory meeting about honors scholarships five minutes after your class ends, when you will still be sweaty, achy, hungry, and dressed in your dance clothes and that they will be photographing you for your home town newspapers and to send the pictures to those providing the money.

Might I be allowed to send that hilarious bit of life to Mordor? That awaits me tomorrow...

[Feanor of the Peredhil]

I must say it... really, I have no choice.

SAVEs. They must go to Mordor.

The burst of excitement upon seeing that one of your fellow writers has posted on a game thread is so much fun that when you quickly click the link... the revelation that there is no continuation but rather a promise that there soon will be... is just plain depressing.

[Estelyn Telcontar]

SAVEs. They must go to Mordor. I quite agree, especially when they're the kind that are posted on the Entish Bow RPG - they last forever! :eek: :rolleyes:

[the guy who be short]

Not having enough time to respond to PMs, or create PMs you want to send.

In fact, the entire time-consuming nature of 6th Form goes to Mordor.

[Feanor of the Peredhil]

I quite agree, especially when they're the kind that are posted on the Entish Bow RPG - they last forever!
I've noticed.

Oh, and I would like to send people who pronounce ramen noodles as ray-men noodles to Mordor. For heaven's sake, it's ramen.... that's rah-min. And with them, can go all of the pop drinkers. We drink soda in these here parts. :D

[Nuranar]

And with them, can go all of the pop drinkers. We drink soda in these here parts.
I say all y'all better git goin' there quick. Y'all should know there ain't no such thang as soda or pop! It's all just coke. Yuh wanna coke? We got Dr Pepper, Sprite, Root Beer, Big Red...

[Feanor of the Peredhil]

Coke is Coke, and in itself can be sent to Mordor. Pepsi's better. :D

*pulls out can of Dr. Pepper*

[The Saucepan Man]

I quite agree, especially when they're the kind that are posted on the Entish Bow RPG - they last forever!Yet another in a long list of items keeping me in Mordor ... :rolleyes:

[The Only Real Estel]

Soda & coke drinkers. ;) It's called pop here, unless it's an actual Coke of course. :D

[Encaitare]

We drink soda in these here parts. :D

Hear, hear! :D

Also to Mordor: apathetic English teachers who don't care enough to really listen to what you have to say about the literature the class is reading. Can I get credits from the Downs? :rolleyes:

[Lalwendë]

Not having enough time to respond to PMs, or create PMs you want to send.

In fact, the entire time-consuming nature of 6th Form goes to Mordor.

I send to Mordor the nature of the modern world, taking all the fun out of life. :( Back in my time, a day in 6th form consisted of listening to Cure tapes for an hour, followed by locking the deputy head boy in a cupboard and then going to the woods for the rest of the day. :smokin:

[the phantom]

Y'all should know there ain't no such thang as soda or pop! It's all just coke. Yuh wanna coke? We got Dr Pepper, Sprite, Root Beer, Big Red...
Good grief, that is so dumb. When I'm in Texas I hate when I order a "Coke" in a resturaunt and they say "What kind?"

What do you mean, "what kind"? I said I wanted "COKE"- not Sprite, Root Beer, or anything else. If I say "Coke" just bring me a friggin' Coke!

Sheesh. It's like asking a car dealer if you can look at his Ferraris and he says "What kind of Ferrari- Ford, Nissan, or Honda?"

No! A Honda isn't a Ferrari! If I wanted to look at the Hondas I would've said "Honda". And if I wanted a Sprite I'd say "Sprite", not "Coke". And if I want a chicken sandwich I won't ask for the hamburger! And if I wanna see a football game I won't drive to the baseball stadium! And if I want to rant about something that annoys me I'll go to the "What do you assign to Mordor" thread!
Soda & coke drinkers. It's called pop here, unless it's an actual Coke of course.
Right on, bro.
Example 6: The unidentified caller. Hi, it's me. Ooooookay. Do you know what time we're going to Mac's? Do I know who you are? Did so-and-so say anything about me? No clue... I recognize her voice, but who is this? She recognizes my voice... I feel like a jerk for not recognizing hers.
Ha ha! Yeah, I hate that.
And last but not least, Example 7: It's not for you any how. Hi. *faints over the identity of guy on phone* Hey, how'd you get my extension; playing it cool. Actually, I'm calling for your room mate/brother/cousin/friend/fill in the blank.
Heh heh. I do that. My friend's little sis likes me so I'll call her cell and tell her "I think your brother doesn't have his phone on- is he there?" even though I haven't really tried her brother's phone. Every so often (once every two months maybe) I'll actually have a long conversation with her- that way every time I call she thinks that just maybe I'm calling to talk to her for a long time and she gets her hopes up.

I think I might qualify for Mordor on that one.

[Feanor of the Peredhil]

Right on, bro.
Unforgivable. :D

I think I might qualify for Mordor on that one.
Yes, yes you do. But at least when I go in to rescue Eomer and Johnny Depp I can say hi.

[Anguirel]

All my wishy-washy talk of clemency is gone.

Irritating History masters who e-mail you summoning you out of the relative comfort of your lair and into the cold wastes of the village to collect some reading matter, only to not turn up...

They shall be sent to the slave-fields of Nurn...

[littlemanpoet]

SAVE


















Just kidding. :D

[Orominuialwen]

Being left at school for two hours because the answering machine didn't record the message when you called and asked to be picked up, and then screamed at for not calling more times and lied to about the last time you were left someplace when you finally are picked up. :(

When your violin still isn't fixed, even though you were told it would be ready several days ago. I'm going into withdrawal, especially since I got a bunch of wonderful new music to play which I can't until I get the violin back, since a lot of it isn't really suited to the penny whistle.

[wilwarin538]

I assign colds to mordor! I also assign the fact that there aren't enough tissues in my house. :mad: Stuffy nose, soar throat, headache. The whole works. IT SUCKS! To Mordor you go, and don't come back!

[Dimturiel]

Wilwarin, you seem to be dealing with the same problems as me. What a strange-and painful- coincidence. And while we are at it I am tempted to send my cute little dog into Mordor for eating most of my tissues. And students who insist on coming to school when they are sick so they can generously spread their viruses should go to Mordor and become one of the many weapons that the Dark Lord uses.

[Kath]

Ah I've missed this thread :) It's nice to have a place where you can rant.

I would like to assign people who you think are your friends and then they turn round and stab you in the back. Not literally, that might actually be a little less painful though.

[The Perky Ent]

SAVE


Just kidding. :D

Indeed! Well, given my recent circumstances (Evacuating from New Orleans to Houston. And now form Houston to Dallas) i now assign Hurricanes to Mordor. They are just pure evil! Pure! There is nothing good about them in nature. And think of all the baby puppies that you see on the news that are now up for adoption. All that goes through their mind is :confused: and : ( ...and occasionally :eek: . Hurricanes are definetly Mordor material!

[littlemanpoet]

Having to go back to work and my vacation being over next week. But I'm not dwelling on it, no way. :p

[Feanor of the Peredhil]

Knowing that you are completely out of clean clothes... and there not being a single open washing machine. Actually, I'll expand that to having to share a laundry facility with 140 women. Do you have any idea how many clothes a dorm full of women goes through? There's never an open machine. And then if there is, the dryers are in use for the next several hours after your load finishes.

Not, of course, that I'm annoyed by this or anything. :D

PS: welcome back LMP!

[the phantom]

having to share a laundry facility with 140 women.
Let me see... 140 college girls... and me...

That doesn't sound very Mordorish at all!

I would tend to place it somewhere between awesome and heavenly.

[Cailín]

I just have to...

Phonetics should go to Mordor. Including all people who actually like phonetics. They scare me.

The difference between English and American spelling should go to Mordor, too. Honestly, why couldn't you keep it at one system and vocab?

Also, the expression sanguine about definitely does not belong in a happy land. Nobody knows what that means, anyway *sulks*

And evil, sarcastic, sadistic teachers - who say you argue like the American president - should be assigned to Mordor immediately.

-- Cailín *having some college issues*

[Amanaduial the archer]

The difference between English and American spelling should go to Mordor, too. Honestly, why couldn't you keep it at one system and vocab? Absolutely. Bagsy our way wins. ;)

Socrates. And Plato. And my Ancient Philosophy teacher with them. Make it a fight to the death between them in fact, preferably above the bubbling pit of Mount Doom's innards. Entertainment for all the family.

[Feanor of the Peredhil]

Let me see... 140 college girls... and me...

That doesn't sound very Mordorish at all!

I would tend to place it somewhere between awesome and heavenly.
My dear boy, I am one of those college girls. Which means that you are automatically evenly matched by wit and extreme good looks, as well as debate and observation skills. And then, after being immediately humbled by me, you'd have to deal with everyone else. I have a feeling that you'd be begging to go home within a week. :D

And interpretation besides the creator's should ought to go there. My photography is not a socio-political commentary on obesity and plasticity of American culture. I do not reflect the impressionable nature of children, nor cynically comment upon "televisions as babysitters". Both pictures mentioned are a study of light, reflection, color interaction, and shape. Also, convenience in completing an assignment, as both vending machine and television (Mordor-worthy creations in themselves) were easily within range of my room. In any case, my interpretation is the interpretation, and that should be that. If I did not create with the intent of a message, then the message is not there. It is your own bleedin' baggage that sticks it where it doe'n't belong.

[The Only Real Estel]

Unsigned positive reps. Yes, I know it's all up to the repper & that I should just be happy with the thought & the comment (& I am), but darn it's annoying when you can't figure out who it is that repped you! :p :D Of course unsigned negs would be much worse, but in a different sort of way.

edit: of course it's the height of irony for me to receive an unsigned *snicker* for this post...& the height of cruelty for the repper to do such a thing. ;)

[Lhunardawen]

Math exams scheduled at seven in the morning on a Saturday, no question.

*poke* *poke* I thought you'll stop sending things to Mordor?

This one attracts Mordor like...umm...fangirls flock to the phantom. So there. :p

[Feanor of the Peredhil]

Unsigned positive reps. Yes, I know it's all up to the repper & that I should just be happy with the thought & the comment (& I am), but darn it's annoying when you can't figure out who it is that repped you! :p :D Of course unsigned negs would be much worse, but in a different sort of way.

edit: of course it's the height of irony for me to receive an unsigned *snicker* for this post...& the height of cruelty for the repper to do such a thing. ;)
That's hilarious, TOREstel. In a very... well... you know. In an ironic sort of way. Perhaps you could figure out these secret identities by the rep points given?

[the guy who be short]

Oh, come on, isn't it obvious who it is?

Anywho, slightly more on topic, I assign my own procrastination with regards to homework to Mordor. Sixth Form is such that, if one doesn't keep up and do homework the night it is set, it will build up, engulf the non-homework-doer, and spit them back out in a dark world full of frantically turning pages and pressing pen to paper in the middle of the night.

[Orominuialwen]

Anywho, slightly more on topic, I assign my own procrastination with regards to homework to Mordor. Sixth Form is such that, if one doesn't keep up and do homework the night it is set, it will build up, engulf the non-homework-doer, and spit them back out in a dark world full of frantically turning pages and pressing pen to paper in the middle of the night. I'm guessing by your age that sixth form in England is the equivalent of 10th grade in the US. Good luck! 10th grade was evil. Forget what they tell you about freshman year being the hard one, since you've just started high school. Freshman year was easy. Sophomore year was an absolute nightmare. So I therefore send it to Mordor.


I also send trying to file incredibly small pieces of metal. You end up filing your fingers instead of the metal, and the piece you're working on is so small that the file keeps knocking it out of your hand. It then falls on the floor (which is almost the same color as the metal) and it takes you several minutes to find. Also those evil blades on small hacksaws. They're a pain to put in the saw, and they break if you so much as look at them the wrong way. There've been some days when I've gone through approximately 10 in 50 minutes. I really do love my jewelry making class, but boy can it be frustrating somtimes!

[wilwarin538]

I'm guessing by your age that sixth form in England is the equivalent of 10th grade in the US. Good luck! 10th grade was evil. Forget what they tell you about freshman year being the hard one, since you've just started high school. Freshman year was easy. Sophomore year was an absolute nightmare. So I therefore send it to Mordor.

I'm in 10th grade at the moment and agree. I loved my freshman year. But this first month of being a sophomore has been terrible. :mad:

To Mordor with it! :p

TORE, I agree. I've gotten positive reps with really funny comments but not signed. I would like to comment the person who repped me about how funny they are but I don't know who they are. :(

[Nilpaurion Felagund]

. . . and I'm never doing this again. I've an alter-ego who relishes the idea of . . .

I would like to send my host Nilpaurion Felagund to Mordor! To Mt. Doom, in fact! Burn! Mwahahahaha!

Right. It already happened.

Enedwaith I would like to send Scodge (Psychology) coursework to Mordor, because it tried to eat Kath. And we wouldn't want that.

[Feanor of the Peredhil]

I agree with 10th grade. It was terrible. Mind, it was my own fault for deciding to get all of my core classes finished that year so I could have far fewer requireds my last two years of highschool... but still... that year was hard all around.

Off to Mordor with computer-monitor induced headaches, friends being sick, Psych tests, trying to decipher Shakespeare when there are so many fantastic distractions begging you to-- ooh, shiny.

[the phantom]

What's with everyone sending High School to Mordor?!

I wouldn't send my Freshman, Sophomore, Junior, or Senior year to Mordor. I'd repeat them if I had the chance. High School was great!

I had a more than full load, all my classes were AP, and I had to keep a high GPA, but despite that the workload was about zero compared to college.

I did all of my homework while I was sitting in class and still had time left over to be the class clown and crack jokes.

Then after school was out I had hours of free time that I could spend on music, sports, friends, and goofing off.

High school was easy street. I officially unassign High School from Mordor.

[Elonve]

I love high school too much to send it to Mordor. Although I would send a few maddening moments away (such as heeps of course work). I am applying to University and believe me you Year Ten-ers its absolutly horrific!!!!

Funerals. I send them to Mordor.
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[Feanor of the Peredhil]

Oh, most phantastic phantom, how silly you can be.

You see, I had no qualms about the rest of high school, just sophomore year (which still lies in Mordor, thank you very much. It's my Mordor, and you mustn't tamper). And it wasn't for course work or anything like that.

I was taking as many classes as I can (I was advised repeatedly to drop my second science class), with... one study hall a week. Incredibly neat stuff like studying iolic modes in Music Theory, or differentiating between quartz and halite in Enviro, molecular biology.... The classes were simply fun. And I never fell below high honors grades once in high school. Even if one class lagged, my sickeningly high scores in others kept me high on the rosters. And even though back then, a two-page paper was something to fret [read: not care, but procrastinate] about for a week, versus now being a common place nightly homework assignment, do not think, m'boy of Omaha, that t'was the course numbers that soured me on 10th grade.

I did all of my homework while I was sitting in class and still had time left over to be the class clown and crack jokes.

If I can remember my homework schedule... it was somewhat like this:

History Class: do Bio homework.
Bio: do Enviro
Enviro: finish English
English: study Spanish
Spanish: do History
Health: draw because I had no art class
Music Theory: write my music, dissect classical pieces, finish other homework
Lab: do bio lab work
Study Hall: play flute in band room
Phys Ed: find all ways possible to avoid participation... except in soccer

In the end, my homework was generally done (this was before learning that there was not a single consequence gradewise to not doing it), leaving me with loads of free time after school. So it was not the homework that soured me on sophomore year, dear friend.

Sophomore year was simply a bit of growing up that I would not relinquish for the world, it having made me who I now am; however many memories of the experience are Mordor-worthy. I much prefer not to dwell on the petty fights, the "loves", the rumors spread about me, the threats made to me... sophomore year was, all in all, quite the experience... but at the time, it really sucked. And we are sending sucky things to Mordor. Capiche?

[The Only Real Estel]

Posted by Fea:
Perhaps you could figure out these secret identities by the rep points given?

I do know that the *snicker* rep was worth quite a few points & my main target is the one & only Nilp. But he's being his usually shifty & confusing self so I can't be sure. :p In the spirit of the WW games that are starting up, I am now suspicious of you, Fea, because of the tone in which you addressed the situation. ;) As for the second one (the "hee hee"), I got another rep or two besides that in the time it took to check my User CP so I have no idea how many points it was worth. Oh well.
To make this a more 'on topic' post:

I hearby assign unsigned positive reps received for a post condemning unsigned positive reps to Mordor uh...to Mordor.

Also any majorish sicknesses that causes anyone to miss the last seven basketball games of the season & wreck anyone's knees. :mad:

[Celuien]

I hereby assign 28 hour shifts that end when there's too much light outside to fall asleep afterward to Mordor. I'm dead tired right now, but there's no way I'm going to nod off before tonight. :mad:

[Regin Hardhammer]

I relegate AP Physics II to Mordor!

[Lathriel]

I would never send my Highschool life to Mordor although I am glad to be done with it. There are simply too many Drama Queens in Highschool and too many hormone driven girls as well!!!!Both of those can go to Mordor untill they have cleaned up their act!!!!!

I am loving University so far, and I haven't discovered anything yet that is worth sending to Mordor.

However, I would like to send roadtests to Mordor!!!!!

[Firefoot]

The pungent, musty smell of shinguards. It permeates everything and stinks up the soccer bag, uniforms, practice clothes, cleats, water bottle (that's pleasant, when what you're drinking stinks...), and not to mention bedroom. And washing doesn't even help. They look clean, but they still stink. Ugh. Along with days that are too warm for windows to be opened for fresh air and candles that fail to produce enough scent to counter the shinguards.

[Eonwe]

here's to sending fake food (ie spray on butter, anything with dye, craft cheese, low fat whatever, aspartamine, non-dairy creamer, tv dinners, whatever) to mordor!!! depart into the darkness that awaits you and your masters!!

[Lalaith]

Hear hear, Eonwe!

What really gets my goat is linguistic imperialism - when English people in films are made to use American words.
Charlie and the Chocolate Factory was full of this sort of thing. So for example we had the very English Charlie and his very English father and grandfather, referring on numerous occasions to their 'pants'. Now, we know what a person with an American accent means by pants. But when a person with an English accent talks about pants, he means his underwear. What he puts on over his pants are trousers, which is what the characters clearly meant.
It's just silly, misleading and unnecessary - don't tell me an American audience wouldn't know what trousers were.

[littlemanpoet]

Lost passports and all the resulting complications. Grrrrr! Still in London.

[Lalwendë]

Now, we know what a person with an American accent means by pants. But when a person with an English accent talks about pants, he means his underwear. What he puts on over his pants are trousers, which is what the characters clearly meant.

Pants to me is translated as meaning something is rubbish or useless. So you might say "I'm not reading anything fantasy after reading Tolkien, everything else is just pants." Trousers are 'kecks'. ;)

I'm sending to Mordor: Anti-Cyclonic Depression. There I was this morning hopefully waiting for a glimpse of the partial eclipse, but the Anti-Cyclonic Depression that was the weather today (i.e. clouds and general greyness and an absence of any weather, even rain) made this impossible. It went a little darker but it was impossible to tell if this was just the unremitting Yorkshire gloom. :(

[wilwarin538]

I send the people my father works for to Mordor. They want my dad to go on this week long business trip to Philadelphia. Guess when his plane leaves?? :mad: Thanksgiving day!!! I know, its terrible. :(

To Mordor with whoever made that decission.

I also send dish washers to Mordor. :rolleyes:

[Anguirel]

Time to repay Fea and send tantalising SAVES to Mordor once more...

And the Norman Conquest (unlike Tollers, out of laziness not aesthetics)

[Feanor of the Peredhil]

Awful, aren't they, Ang.

I'll send to Mordor... my first Uni Psych test. When 14/25 students fail, regardless of pages upon pages of note-taking, scrupulous homework completion, hours of studying, and a lot of desire to pass, you know that there is something wrong. When one of the notes in the margin of the "little blue book" in which you've got eight full pages of short answers, compare/contrasts, and essays that you wrote in an hour says "you didn't need to go into this detail here" instead of commending you for knowing so well the difference between reinforcement and punishment...

Oh, and when you get full credit taken away because you wrote "study" instead of "science" on one of the questions. That entire test and test-taking experience is Mordor-worthy.

Also Mordor-worthy is living on the third floor when you take dance classes. Those stairs just plain hurt to climb up and down some days.

[Azaelia of Willowbottom]

By the power of the frustration of all high school seniors vested in me, I hereby banish the SATs to Mordor. Be gone with you!

I should not have to face a test that determines my whole future at 7:45 am on a Saturday. Actually, I should never have to face it. Period. It's not that I'm a bad student: my grades are very good, but I really do not test well. It's my second time through the SAT's. Yuck.

[Glirdan]

I send exams to Mordor. That and the seven students who failed the easiest History test on Tuesday. :rolleyes:

I also send babysitting to Mordor. Especially when it's your younger sibling. :(

Another thing I send to Mordor is not being able to spend time with your girl/boyfriend. Reason is because my girlfriend is going to a dance tonight and I can't go. :mad: So with that I send my parents when they're in a bad mood.

[The Saucepan Man]

So with that I send my parents when they're in a bad mood.Careful Glirdan. You don't want to open up that can of worms again ... :rolleyes:

[littlemanpoet]

I hereby send to Mordor straight from England:

Prefab fish and chips at an English Pub that knows better.

The lack of a good Porter at any English Pub (other than Guinness, which belongs in the Shire).

Brit tailgaters, who are far and away worse than American tailgaters; seriously, they must have a deathwish! I admit that I didn't always drive as fast as the speed limit, but then I don't believe in sending my car into adverse camber at every bloody turn either! Who decided how fast you can drive around curves in that bloody country, anyway? But leaving no better than a five foot gap between their front bumper and my rear bumper, on average? Absolutely bonkers nuts, I tell you.

No paper currency smaller than a five pound note, can go to Mordor, and the resulting drag on my trousers pocket, full of 2 & 1 pound, and 50, 20, 10, 5, 2, and 1 pence coins. Oh, and the ease with which one can accidentally toss a 2 pound coin instead of the 2 pence coin in the guitarist begger's case on Victoria Street; they're virtually the same size and weight.

The snarling mess that is the London metropolitan road system.

To Mordor with all of it (still, I had a great time). :)

[The Saucepan Man]

Brit tailgaters, who are far and away worse than American tailgaters ... Absolutely bonkers nuts, I tell you.Hmm, mayhaps you encountered me on the road while you were over here ... ;)

The snarling mess that is the London metropolitan road system.Amen to that. And you can throw the M25 Motorway and the London Underground in for good measure. In fact, the whole darn London public transport system, which I have to use every day, and which is teetering dangerously on the edge of complete and utter collapse. :mad:

[littlemanpoet]

Hmmmm..... whereas I quite agree about the mess that is M25 (especially between M1 and A3), I found the underground to be rather clear and understandable and usable, if complex (which it has to be, it being London, of course), though most of my use was during non-peak hours.

Was that you in the Yorkshire Dales, in the farm truck? Or was that you in the Cotswolds from Burford to Lechlade? I never really had tailgaters in and around London. Of course, how can one NOT tailgate in and around London? You just put up with the close proximity of all other vehicles, whether in front, behind, to right, or left.

Fellow Americans, you have no idea how narrow the lanes are in England! I will never again complain about a side street only having enough room for one car to get between parked cars on either side; in England the lanes actually do get narrower than a Mini Cooper at times, depending upon how close the houses on either side of the road are. Bring down a house to widen the road? The English would never do such a thing! Never!

[The Saucepan Man]

(especially between M1 and A3)Don't I just know it. That just happens to be my part of the world. :(

I found the underground to be rather clear and understandable and usable, if complexUsing it twice a day at peak times is fittingly analagous to a bi-daily trip through Mordor.

Of course, how can one NOT tailgate in and around London?Yup. I have been reared on London driving. :D

Fellow Americans, you have no idea how narrow the lanes are in England!On the plus side, the cars are a more realistic size over here. :p Actually, I love driving down narrow country lanes. They are most certainly the stuff of the Shire IMHO.

[mormegil]

On the plus side, the cars are a more realistic size over here. :p

Small cars that aren't made for a larger man should go to Mordor. I can't tell you how difficult it is to find a car that I can almost feel comfortable in. It's a rare car that doesn't force my knees into my chest.

Also feeling old when you're only in your late 20's needs to go to Mordor. Why can't I still feel young?

Painting apartments on Friday night and having to go to work on Saturday. That's no weekend!

[the phantom]

I'm not sure if I'd send "tailgaters" to Mordor or not. I suppose it depends on how you define them.

I think that it is perfectly acceptable to tailgate, honk, and flash your lights at someone who is going well below the speed limit- like going under 35 in a 45 zone.

But, people who tailgate when you are going the speed limit or above... yes, indeed, they should go to Mordor.

Unless it is rush hour. During rush hour, every car behind and in front of you for twenty miles is tailgating. That's just the way it is.
Fellow Americans, you have no idea how narrow the lanes are in England!
Heh. I've seen pictures, and it looks horrible.

I think lanes should always have a tiny bit of padding to allow for the slight amount of swerving that usually takes place when you are trying to change clothes and eat dinner while driving.
On the plus side, the cars are a more realistic size over here.
Go ahead- brag all you want about having "realistic" cars, but one day when you run a red light in your tiny little almost-a-car and smack into the side of my towering SUV, you'll probably feel awfully silly. :p

[the guy who be short]

Oh, and the ease with which one can accidentally toss a 2 pound coin instead of the 2 pence coin in the guitarist begger's case on Victoria Street; they're virtually the same size and weight.:eek: Virtually the same size and weight? Perhaps the guitarist begger hypnotised you?

Oh dear. I've started a reply. What can I send to Mordor in such a joyous state...?

Fossil fuels will do, on the subject of American cars. Moreover, the burning of the aforementioned.

[Gothmog]

How about we send all of America to Mordor? Sorry, just kidding. Don't lynch me now!

I send studies to the deepest pits of the darkest corner of the most barren region of Mordor. Especially Organic Chemistry and Cellbiology right now...
Whoops, don't have time for this... Got to go and read my 1500 pages thick Biologybook.

Btw, this is my 50th post. Yiipiekay yey! What a great contribution to this forum...

[littlemanpoet]

On the plus side, the cars are a more realistic size over here.

Yes, I was thinking the same thing; although there were some (go-)car(t)s in England, made by Ford I think, that you could put in the bed of a Ram 2500. I do not recall seeing any of those on M1 or M25, and wise were all they who stayed away!

Actually, I love driving down narrow country lanes. They are most certainly the stuff of the Shire IMHO.

Well, of course! Nothing beats it! Especially when it's a B road that the city folks must think are the plague. We found some of the greatest places by taking the country lanes that American tourists are expected to stay off of. Like Bibury, Coln Roger ... but now this is sounding like the Shire thread instead of Mordor, so I better stop and find something to rant about. :p

Small cars that aren't made for a larger man should go to Mordor. Surprisingly enough to me, there was one small car we were given a ride in that had tons of foot space; which I could tell you the model.

Okay, here's a Rant: Why does England observe the metric system in terms of weather (celsius) and liquid (litres of petrol), but not distance (miles)? At least in America, the failure to switch to the metric system can be blamed on laziness, and the continued use thereof in soda/pop/coke :p can be blamed on marketing (increase the size of the bottle a little and raise the price a lot). The English inconsistency may hereby go to Mordor (unless, of course, there is a logical answer to my question above).

I think that it is perfectly acceptable to tailgate, honk, and flash your lights at someone who is going well below the speed limit- like going under 35 in a 45 zone.

What about on a 16 degree (or greater) uphill grade in a Renault Clio, which doesn't have the guts to accelerate in ANY gear on such a slope? I swear, I was at least 10 below the speed limit, could not coax any more out of this (ahem) little French beast, and the farm truck was less than 2 feet off my tail; how was I even supposed to downshift without causing an accident (by the way, I did, and made the guy that much madder ... double meaning fully intended!) So little French cars with no guts can go to Mordor too.

And while we're on the topic of narrow lanes, I kid you not: the dotted line down the middle of the road STAYS in the middle of the road, while the lanes (two way traffic, now!) continually get narrower and narrower until the dotted line would by anyone's calculations look ridiculous, so it ceases as the (two way traffic) road continues to narrow until CLEARLY only one car can go through at a time. At Merton college in Oxford, there is one drive on which the dotted line continues along with the narrowing road until the road is only two feet wide, one foot on either side of the line; then a dead end. I wish I'd taken a picture. I had to laugh. But that, I would not send to Mordor.

[Lalaith]

Fellow Americans, you have no idea how narrow the lanes are in England!

Heh. I've seen pictures, and it looks horrible


To quote the great Basil Fawlty....some of our English cars have steering wheels. :rolleyes:

[Glirdan]

I send wedding's to Mordor. They take up your homeowork time, and I need that time a LOT this weekend. That and the wedding is on a Holiday weekend. Now who does that? (I don't mean to offend anyone by that BTW)

[the phantom]

some of our English cars have steering wheels
Ha ha! Wow, you guys are really getting advanced over there! :p

No no, staying in the lane wouldn't be the hard part (for me, anyway). It's just that the streets aren't big enough to allow for any passing. If a car is creeping along, you can't do anything about it- you just have to stay behind him. Where as here, if a car is creeping down my street I simply dart around him.

Also, I prefer to have a few feet of space between my vehicle and the vehicle next to me, which is being driven by a dolt who barely passed his driving test and has the quick, sharp reflexes of a drunken sloth.

You see, I've never hit anyone with my car, but I have had five people bump me. Two backed into me, one bumped me from behind, and one tapped me on my right side and one on my left. They assail you from all sides! I don't need wider lanes for myself, I need them to keep everyone else away!

Of course, it wouldn't be necessary if they just made it a bit more difficult to get a license. So I say, off to Mordor with easy driving tests!

[Bêthberry]

I hereby send to Mordor straight from England:



My dear lmp, you must realise that all this is part of England's charm, even the exasperating bits. England is higgledy-piggledy and absolutely the reverse of the more rational nations of centralised bureaucracy. Really, it is a land of Fawlty goods and Sybilitic prophecies, if not syphilitic symptoms, the latter being the unfortunate consequence of that French disease known as 1066.

:D

[Lalaith]

It is also a country (and certainly not the only one) where a lot of the roads and houses pre-date the age of the motor car.
As for pulling them down to make way for roads, why, now you're talking like Saruman, lmp! :eek:

[Lalwendë]

England is higgledy-piggledy and absolutely the reverse of the more rational nations of centralised bureaucracy.

This is why things like the London transport network are so complicated, and well, why just about everything vaguely Govermental is complicated. It has to be, or else lots of people would not have jobs; it is in the interests of the public servant to make things complicated and so complex that whole departments must be established just to manage them. See Yes Minister for further reference... ;)

At least London has a public transport network. I always return from visits there singing the praises of Ken Livingstone, Great magician of clean, cheap and regular buses. We'll have him in Yorkshire if you're sick of him. :p

Brit tailgaters, who are far and away worse than American tailgaters; seriously, they must have a deathwish! I admit that I didn't always drive as fast as the speed limit, but then I don't believe in sending my car into adverse camber at every bloody turn either! Who decided how fast you can drive around curves in that bloody country, anyway? But leaving no better than a five foot gap between their front bumper and my rear bumper, on average? Absolutely bonkers nuts, I tell you.

It's in the Great British Unofficial Driving Test. Tailgating (which often also includes liberal use of two fingers and swearing) is usually carried out on anyone observing the national speed limit on motorways, which most drivers just ignore. The same goes for most roads, which is where another skill comes in, that of spotting speed cameras and slamming your brakes on. And that kind of driving can most definitely go to Mordor.

[littlemanpoet]

My dear lmp, you must realise that all this is part of England's charm, even the exasperating bits. England is higgledy-piggledy and absolutely the reverse of the more rational nations of centralised bureaucracy. Really, it is a land of Fawlty goods and Sybilitic prophecies, if not syphilitic symptoms, the latter being the unfortunate consequence of that French disease known as 1066.

:D

But of course! Yet how else do I get to talk about it at the Barrowdowns unless I send some parts to Mordor, bequeath other parts to the Shire? ;) (Doesn't quite seem to belong on Tolkien 2005, you know?)

As for pulling them down to make way for roads, why, now you're talking like Saruman, lmp!

All in jest, my dear Lalaith. I would have England no other way. The lovely town of Fairford is a fine example of all the quirkiness, may it never change, despite the RAF airport very much within hearing distance to let one know that it is indeed the 21st century. By the way, there is an inn, a merry old inn there (Bed and Breakfast actually) that I happily recommend to all and sundry. Though there are no cats a-fiddling or cows a-jumping, there are two dogs that would dance if they could, a host family rivaling Butterbur himself, and rooms as spacious and comfy as any hobbit would love. Now, if only they could manage a second breakfast. If you ever want to check it out, I'll tell you who they are, not feeling it appropriate to advertise them in this thread. Oops! This paragraph positively reads like the Shire! I'll have to transpose it there.

[Kath]

I'm glad you like it here really lmp, it's a lovely place to live (mostly).

But Mordor will have a new occupant today in the form of my internet when it isn't working. I love the thing I really do, it gets me here and lets me talk to people! However, it can be extremely irritating. It lomps (logs me off) all the time and quite often when I try to reconnect it pops up with this little box saying 'No dial tone'. Well of course there's a bleeping dial tone else we wouldn't have a phone! :mad: And the only way to rectify that little situation is to turn the computer completely off, unplug it and leave it for 5 minutes. Unfortunate if you're in the middle of a game or talking to someone who has only a few minutes anyway!

Still, it's better than the school computers - but that's a 20 page rant so I'll leave them alone :rolleyes:

[Glirdan]

I once again send parents to Mordor. Actually it's more like 20 year old goody-good 2nd cousins I'm sending, but I like, as Saucy put it:

...open up that can of worms again ...

And anyway, my parents have been annoying me lately. :rolleyes: :mad:

[Feanor of the Peredhil]

The sort of blister that you've had since the beginning of summer because, for all of the intelligence you're told you have, you can't seem to get it into your head that if you just stopped wearing that pair of flipflops...

And when you, the least shoe-shoppingest girl you can think of, fall in love with a pair of very hippy-esque clogs... only to find out that they have neither your size, the one below, or the one above. How hard can it be to track down a 7 1/2?

[mormegil]

Fea only one more post till you have 50 post on this thread. Do you hate everything? :p

I assign those who complain about not being able to find shoes one time in her life when I have a size 15 and it's at least a month long project to find a pair of shoes that is acceptable.

No really what I assign is shoe companies that don't find it economically viable to produce shoes in my size.

[Feanor of the Peredhil]

Fea only one more post till you have 50 post on this thread. Do you hate everything? :p
No.

[Orominuialwen]

I assign those who complain about not being able to find shoes one time in her life when I have a size 15 and it's at least a month long project to find a pair of shoes that is acceptable. One of my friends is a size 16, so he's even worse off than you.

I assign being too shy to say what you think or feel. You can never manage to say what you truly want to, and then you spend an eternity afterwards with the thousands of 'if only's that stem from just one spineless occasion. *Sigh*

[the guy who be short]

I assign being too shy to say what you think or feel. You can never manage to say what you truly want to, and then you spend an eternity afterwards with the thousands of 'if only's that stem from just one spineless occasion. *Sigh*Ah, but that's simply one of the things we introverts have to put up with. You don't mention all the positive things that makes being an introvert worthwhile... :rolleyes:

I send to Mordor: the pervasive media. It's hard to believe, but I just saw adverts on stairs - yes, stairs! - at my train stations. Why put adverts there? And there's that man who tattoos adverts to the back of his head... Why?! It's only a matter of time before the pavement becomes composed of various slabs of advertisement. :mad:

[Kath]

It's only a matter of time before the pavement becomes composed of various slabs of advertisement.
At least if it was there it might not be on the television every minute of the day. I swear I'm about to boycott whatever channel Lost is on. The other night there was an advert break after 5 minutes, 5 minutes! And Sky is even worse. An advert break after 3 minutes! It's ridiculous! Adverts should go to Mordor, espeically ones that work like the Budweiser advert that immediately makes you want a drink. Not beer necessarily, just makes you thirsty!

[Lalaith]

Also adverts being much, much noisier than the programmes themselves. This is particularly annoying when watching late at night, trying not to disturb those in the household who are sleeping...

[wilwarin538]

I assign being too shy to say what you think or feel. You can never manage to say what you truly want to, and then you spend an eternity afterwards with the thousands of 'if only's that stem from just one spineless occasion. *Sigh*

I agree with this. I keep saying to myself, "Today's the day I tell him how I feel.", then I end up having a fifteen minute conversation with him, and never say it. :(

Anyway, you probably don't want to know about any of that ;) so.....

I send really boring days at work to Mordor. One day about a hundred people are waiting in line, the next day I have two. It makes the shift go by dreadfully slow. :rolleyes:

[Rune Son of Bjarne]

I agree with this. I keep saying to myself, "Today's the day I tell him how I feel.", then I end up having a fifteen minute conversation with him, and never say it. :(

I once had the same problem (almost, it was a she), but no more!
How you ask! Well it is quit simpel, I just locked my self in a room and never left (still in it).

I asign post-delivery rutes in Gentofte (suburbia of Copenhagen)

[littlemanpoet]

Introversion and shyness aren't the same. I'm introverted (a lot!), needing much alone time. I'm not as shy as I used to be (not afraid to speak my mind) because I'm not as afraid of what others may think or do in response to my initiations. So shy folks, just remember that a smile goes a long way. In addition to that, almost everybody craves positives from others, so taking the initiative to offer a positive to someone else is not likely to draw a negative response. And even if it does, maybe the problem is the other person instead of yourself.

Extraverts don't have shyness problems, I'm guessing, because they've spoken their minds so often that a couple negative responses are watered down by all the positives. Most people want positive interaction, so take a chance.

Oh, and on adverts, tape the show. That's what I do. Then I can blitz through the commercials and get right on with the show. It does require delayed gratification, but I find that it's worth it.

[Encaitare]

To Mordor:
1. The disappointment of actually having asked him out only to learn that he does not feel the same way.
2. When the really great cartoons are on too late to watch on a school night.

[Feanor of the Peredhil]

There is not a thing in the world wrong with introversion, except when extroverts take offense to the fact that you'd often rather spend a night alone with a good book than in their company. I truly prize my solitude, and have trouble explaining that I'm not lonely when I'm alone, and, quite often, am far more comfortable when I'm not surrounded with people. And so, I send pushy extroverts to Mordor, but not for extended periods, just when I'm feeling anti-social.

Mind you, that doesn't mean I'm shy. I complained the other day at the studio that I wanted to paint and my friend said jokingly "so go make friends with the painter boys." So I did. A pair of upperclassmen, one of which was pretty darned cute. Mind you, I found out later that they both smoke, and that just bothered me greatly (smokers to Mordor!). So yes, being shy does not equal being introverted, just as being flirty and talkative doesn't make you an extrovert.

Ha! On topic, not overly-ranting, and it amuses me. Go Mordor!

[mormegil]

I send to Mordor the baseball playoffs; every year the overtake the two episodes of The Simpsons that are on so I don't get my daily fix for a long time. Really baseball is one of the most boring sports known to man.

[the phantom]

I assign being too shy to say what you think or feel. You can never manage to say what you truly want to, and then you spend an eternity afterwards with the thousands of 'if only's that stem from just one spineless occasion. *Sigh*
Ah, but that's simply one of the things we introverts have to put up with
I keep saying to myself, "Today's the day I tell him how I feel.", then I end up having a fifteen minute conversation with him, and never say it.
Oh, to be a teen again. :p

Don't feel alone introverts *snicker*, for extraverts also can have trouble telling people how they "really feel". I mean, when a guy talks and flirts non-stop all the time, if he tries to tell someone how he "really feels" it'll come off sounding just like his usual flirty self. The only way he can show that there is a difference is to get super-over-the-top gushy, which he definitely isn't crazy enough to do unless he is super sleepy or drunk, and even then everyone will still think he's just being his usual self only with weariness or alcohol added.

So, you don't want to be overly shy or flirty. Both are bad. You would do well to take Papa littlemanpoet's advice and simply give compliments to people you like. It's that simple. Notice your target's outfit or hair and if you like it tell them you do and why. If they write a good article for the school paper or if they give a good speech tell them you liked it and why you liked it. Look for opportunities to say something nice.

I've never had anyone give me a negative response for saying something nice to them. People like positives coming their way.

Take me for instance- I definitely respond positively to compliments. I absolutely love it when I go to someplace and a couple girls or so notice that I have a new suit, a new shirt, or a new tie, and say they like it. It makes me think Wow! Not only has she complimented my taste in clothing, but she also must pay close enough attention to me all the time to know when I'm wearing something that I've never worn before.

Now, after you've opened the door for compliments, see if the other person starts tossing some back your way. Start with simpler stuff, then step it up and see if they do too. I'm sort of simplifying here, but as an example go from "I really like that outfit" to something more like "You look really good in that outfit". You see how the second one says a lot more? That's how it's supposed to work. You should step your way towards each other- as opposed to constantly biting your tongue and never letting anything out and then suddenly jumping off a bridge and spilling your guts.
The disappointment of actually having asked him out only to learn that he does not feel the same way.
Wow, you are way braver than me, Enca. Though I've had girlfriends, I've never straight-up asked a girl out. You see, I'm pretty good at getting a feel for people and I'm good with words, so I always manage to get her to say "yes" before I have actually asked the question. Yeah, I know that's not very chivalrous, but I don't care.

And Enca, m'dear, I certainly hope you aren't still feeling blue about your bad experience, because from what I've heard you were far too smart and pretty for him, anyway. ;)

And, seeing as it is past midnight and I have to wake up for work in six hours, I send working any time before noon to Mordor!!

[Lalaith]

I hate to say this, but "phantom's absolutely right."

The other thing I would say is to not get too hung up on labels. The extrovert/introvert definitions aren't nearly as clear-cut as some of these personality things would make out, people are more complicated than that.

You'd be surprised how many "extroverts" need time to themselves, keep a lot of things private and get nervous before social events, just like you do. Often it's just about being better at putting on an act, or having a need to please other people.

[the guy who be short]

Oh, and on adverts, tape the show. That's what I do. Then I can blitz through the commercials and get right on with the show. It does require delayed gratification, but I find that it's worth it.Ah, but I can't fast-forward myself over those stairs now, can I? :p

[Encaitare]

Wow, you are way braver than me, Enca. Though I've had girlfriends, I've never straight-up asked a girl out. You see, I'm pretty good at getting a feel for people and I'm good with words, so I always manage to get her to say "yes" before I have actually asked the question. Yeah, I know that's not very chivalrous, but I don't care.

Even though it didn't go over well, I'm still pleased that I did have the guts to just go ahead and ask. Nothing risked, nothing gained. Then again, nothing was gained... but nothing was lost either.

And Enca, m'dear, I certainly hope you aren't still feeling blue about your bad experience, because from what I've heard you were far too smart and pretty for him, anyway. ;)

Nah, I'm over it already. And thanks. ;)

Okay! On topic! I send that Presidential Fitness Test thing that we have to do in gym to Mordor. It's none of Bush's business (or any president's business, for that matter) how physically fit (or otherwise) I am. And I really doubt he cares.

Another thing that is worthy of the Black Land is when one has three large assignments due on the same day.

[Eonwe]

I hereby bannish all standardized test to Mordor. Fall into the nothingness that awaits you and your masters (ie. grumpy old professors and educational theorists)! The crimes arrayed against you are as numerous and as varried as are your numbers. Firstly, you are accused of being worthless. Since when has my accademic prowess been measured by a set of questions completed unted extreme stress. Secondly, you are charged with freaking me out. When in all my academic history has so much depended on so little? Thirdly, you are charged with making me get up early to take the psat when I could sleep in. Finally, you are accused of being very, very, maliciously (I'm sure) confusing.

[Feanor of the Peredhil]

You'd be surprised how many "extroverts" need time to themselves, keep a lot of things private and get nervous before social events, just like you do. Often it's just about being better at putting on an act, or having a need to please other people.
Share things? It's incredible how many "extroverts" I know (whether self-proclaimed, or labeled, like with me) who chat about anything and everything unimportant, but who rarely, if ever, actually tell the big stuff. And social events? I detest formalities. I like very much to simply decide to do something, and then do it. I don't like awards ceremonies, I begged not to go to my own graduation... That sort of thing feels like people are dressing me up and parading me about.

It doesn't matter what your labelled "personality" is. Everybody is different, and what situations some people thrive in, others can't handle. What I now send to Mordor, in order to keep this thoroughly on topic, are people that forget about the "grey area" in between what's black and white. Not everybody is on one side of the spectrum, you know. :mad: :D

Oh, and pulled muscles too. *wimper*

[Glirdan]

I send school, the courses not the teachers or students, to Mordor. I hate switcing schools. It's such a pain!!!!

[The 1,000 Reader]

Seeing as how I can't assign this to Hell, I'll have to settle with Mordor.(Poor Mordor.)

I assign people who believe they are animals(or, in slang terms, furries) to Mordor. These people are disgusting with their animal fetishes and many have commited bestiality. They have also created "artwork" that is an offense to man and beast alike. They are also hypocrites and swear, crack disgusting jokes, pay little attention to anything, and write smut stories as well.

Poor orcs. Even they aren't that bad. :(

[Lalwendë]

I send to Mordor the wanton destruction of my memories. My old school has 'amalgamated' with the other school in the town to become one big school and in their wisdom, they decided to demolish my old school and build a shiny new one in its place! :mad: Now bear in mind that this old school was a Victorian building with turrets, towers and quadrangles. It was no Eton (far from it) but it had history, not least my own! No longer will anyone be able to dang daringly from the landing at the top of the south tower, 60 feet above the ground. No longer will any hapless children be locked in the hatch under the 6th form common room floor. No more kids shall line their bikes up in the small quad for safety. No more will tales of the ghostly soldier keep kids from sneaking into the empty caretaker's flat. No more lofty, dusty library stuffed with ancient books (they have an 'information centre', gah.) :(

Most importantly of all, the place where I first read much of LotR, the far corner of the old north corridor cloakroom where the chairs were stored, has now been ground into brick dust. :(

[Dimturiel]

I send students who start moaning whenever they have to take a test and saying: "Let's not do it today, let's do it next time." As if next time they are going to study for it. And also I send the panicked atmosphere that these students create before the tests. What is wrong with them? It's not their first test. They should go to Mordor and drive the orcs into insanity, instead of us innocent people.

[Kath]

I send students who start moaning whenever they have to take a test and saying: "Let's not do it today, let's do it next time." As if next time they are going to study for it.
:rolleyes: Guilty. But only because it's fun.

I would like to send sneezing. Especially sneezing when you are half way up a climbing wall and don't entirely trust in the belaying skills of the person holding you up since they only learnt how to do it 5 minutes before!

[mormegil]

It's been discussed I believe on the rep thread but I send rep surges to Mordor. There are those times when I get a substantial amount of rep in one or two days for multiple posts and then it goes stagnant for days. So I go from feeling like and intelligent or comical poster that is understood to a feeling that what I post is sub-par (which is probably nearer to the truth). I'm not the type that feels self-doubt but I think we have all experienced this. Truth is I'd rather have a good steady trickle of rep than the cycles I experience.

[Formendacil]

It's been discussed I believe on the rep thread but I send rep surges to Mordor. There are those times when I get a substantial amount of rep in one or two days for multiple posts and then it goes stagnant for days. So I go from feeling like and intelligent or comical poster that is understood to a feeling that what I post is sub-par (which is probably nearer to the truth). I'm not the type that feels self-doubt but I think we have all experienced this. Truth is I'd rather have a good steady trickle of rep than the cycles I experience.

Ack! I know how that feels...

Still, I wouldn't send it to Mordor. That would not only be sending the bad parts but the good parts.

I'd rather send Werewolf games to Mordor. I too, have now discovered the adrenaline-filled addiction. ;)

[Lhunardawen]

morm, I've learned that in life there are only two things: blessings, and testings. ;) I know what you mean all too well, but in my case the annoying thing is that the 'testings' part of the cycle usually lasts a lot longer than the 'blessings' part does.

But imagine if we get rained over with reps constantly. That would make life a little boring, won't it? Somewhat like the boy who wished it was Christmas everyday...

[/rant]


I'd rather send Werewolf games to Mordor. I too, have now discovered the adrenaline-filled addiction. Welcome to the club, Formendacil. :D

[littlemanpoet]

I send having to spread around the reps to Mordor. A lot of you would have more reps from me, but half the time I try to send one, I get that infernal message. So I send a PM instead. You all know who you are. You'd have more reps, so blame the system.

[the guy who be short]

Homophones definitely belong in Mordor. Considering the various noises the human vocal instruments are capable of producing, why, oh why, do so many words have to overlap?

It's embarrassing enough that I thought, for several months, that references to the Seventh Seal in the Bible meant one of these (http://www.swan.ac.uk/biosci/empress/images/DYRYNDA%20seal%20pup%20WEB.JPG).

However, what really gets me is foreign homophones. How is a Frenchman meant to say "I stole on a plane?" And how, more importantly, is a poor little English student meant to understand what they mean? :(

[Elonve]

the way when you talk to the guy(or girl i guess) you like and you feel weak in the knees and can't think straight and your heart swiches places with your stomach... and you promise yourself you'll never act like that again and then you do...

Away to Mordor!
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[littlemanpoet]

the way when you talk to the guy(or girl i guess) you like and you feel weak in the knees and can't think straight and your heart swiches places with your stomach... and you promise yourself you'll never act like that again and then you do...

Away to Mordor!
But that is a most basic form of magic. After all, what has happened to you is, you've been charmed! Enchanted, even! I don't know that it belongs in the Shire either, although Samwise seemed to get a version of it when he met back up with Rose, eh? ;)

[Lalwendë]

This rotten vegetable belongs in Mordor. It is like Nazgul food. I found it in a cupboard at work of all places... :eek:

[Rune Son of Bjarne]

I assign light Mayonnaise to Mordor!

Mayonnaise is suppose to have 82% of fat!
Light Mayonnaise has 5%

It is not Mayonnaise. It does not look like Mayonnaise, therfor Titanium dioxide is added, it does not tast of anything so Flavour Enhancers is added(then it still does not tast of anything). It is too thin so Cellulose is added!

It is another produkt, so give it a different name!

If I was a tupe of Mayonnaise i would sue that fraud !

[Glirdan]

I assign babysitting to Mordor. My little sister is being such a brat I just want to...... ARRGH!!!! :mad:

[The Only Real Estel]

Any art project that envolves much negative space or still art. :rolleyes:

[Gandalf_the _white]

I assign my younger brothers to Mordor, i'm sure they're in league with Sauron, they always wait till i'm just settling down to watch the LOTR movies or read the books and then they make loads of noise and i just can't concentrate, but i can't do a thing about it. :mad: :mad: :mad:

[Orominuialwen]

Any art project that envolves much negative space or still art. :rolleyes: Any art project that involves soldering should go to Mordor too. I didn't realize just how hard it would be to solder such small pieces of metal when I designed my project. Also, pieces keep ending up in the wrong places, which means that I have to heat the metal until it's really hot (glowing dull orangeish-red) to try and move those pieces, only to realize once I've finished that other pieces have moved and I'll have to try and move those ones. It's looking quite likely that I'll have to solder three times now, which is annoying!

Edit: As of today, I have had to solder one particular piece back on four times. I am very annoyed.

[the guy who be short]

People who leave off those ever so handy essential parts of sentences, ie pronouns. Eg:

Man: Broke a leg?
Me: Um, no, I haven't actually. Why do you ask?
Man: No, I meant I broke my leg.
Me: Oh. *feels stupid*

[Elonve]

You know you think people are your friends and then you hear them talking about you behind your back... I send that to Mordor!
I also send people who make up roumers and gossip mongers!
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[Celebuial]

I think we should send text books to Mordor...I had to buy three for my course this year and each one cost me about £40!!! Then you start to read them and realise that you don't understand any of it anyway, and that your lecturers aren't actually going to be using them directly and that there just there for reference incase you get stuck!!! Like I understand any of my course anyway!!!! I think that not only should they be assaigned to Mordor but that they should burn in the fiery chasm of Sammath Naur.

[Feanor of the Peredhil]

I send the inability to hold a standard to Mordor. We are adults. We sign on the dotted line going in debt for the rest of our lives to go to university. We are responsible for our actions. All this they drill into our heads, but as soon as our grades slip, even in just one class, they send a report of it to our parents? Way to treat us like adults responsible for our own lives.

*Fea grumbles about Uni a bit more before going away*

[Celebuial]

Actually why not just send in universities? We pay them stack loads of money for our education and yet they still don't seem to get it right! You get lecturers that drone on in a very soporific tone and you end up falling asleep... then you get the ones that just make their pHD students do all the work in Labs and exercise classes while they sit on their arse and check their e-mail. Oh and then there's allways those modules which they conveniently forgot to tell you were compulsory when you signed up... The list goes on and on....

Actually can we send in bad housemates too? The ones that live directly below your room and stay up all night smoking (not tobacco either) and playing loud drum and base music at four in the morning when you have a lecture at nine... the ones that use all your kitchen stuff and then don't wash it up... the ones that never answer the front door even though you have to walk down more flights of stairs and it's always for them anyway... the ones that spill guiness on your satin dressing gown and eat the last chocolate biscuit... I think they might get along great with all the orcs seeing as their behaviour is so similar...

[Rune Son of Bjarne]

Actually why not just send in universities?

It does not seem like a great idear.

I think you should assign the education system of whatever country you live in to Modor. Universities is not that bad in it self, but I might be influenced by the fact that the danish univerities are more or less free. . .

but as soon as our grades slip, even in just one class, they send a report of it to our parents

They do that!? They are wierd. . .

[Cailín]

but as soon as our grades slip, even in just one class, they send a report of it to our parents? Way to treat us like adults responsible for our own lives.

I am now immensely grateful I chose not to study in the US.

I would like to send all students in my year who are smarter than me to Mordor, especially the ones gloating over it. Seriously, it's bad for both my ego and health and certainly not natural. :cool:

And bowling. I really don't understand why everyone has to go bowling all of a sudden.

[The Only Real Estel]

Spelling goes to Mordor as well, especially spelling on the Downs. Typically, I'm a good speller, but when it comes to spelling things like "Cailin" I have a hellish time for some reason. :eek:

[Oddwen]

And bowling. I don't understand why everyone has to go bowling all of a sudden.
NOOO!! Don't send bowling! Send rather the people whom you invite yet who don't show up when you invite them weeks in advance.

[Glirdan]

NOOO!! Don't send bowling! Send rather the people whom you invite yet who don't show up when you invite them weeks in advance.

Completely agreed. I love bowling. I'm in a bowling league. I say we send the pins and the machines to Mordor. Well, maybe the pins can stay, but the machines must go!!

[Cailín]

All right, bowling may stay.

But how about leaking roofs and clogged toilets and untranslatable texts and busy trains and whining roommates and everything that can go wrong on a Monday morning...? :(

[wilwarin538]

All right, bowling may stay.

But how about leaking roofs and clogged toilets and untranslatable texts and busy trains and whining roommates and everything that can go wrong on a Monday morning...?

Well of course those can go to Mordor. Just not bowling, cause bowling's cool.

I thought it sucked when my dad had to go to Philidelphia on Thanksgiving, well it'll suck even more if he has to go to Africa the week before Christmas. Again, to Mordor with whoever made that decision. :p

So ya. :rolleyes:

[Gandalf_the _white]

All right, bowling may stay.

But how about leaking roofs and clogged toilets and untranslatable texts and busy trains and whining roommates and everything that can go wrong on a Monday morning...? :(

Why not just send Mondays to Mordor all together? I hate Mondays!!! :mad:

[Gothmog]

Rune: It does not seem like a great idea.

I think you should assign the education system of whatever country you live in to Modor. Universities is not that bad in it self, but I might be influenced by the fact that the danish univerities are more or less free. . .

Agree! Universities, at least here in Sweden, should stay, but some teacher should take a trip to Mordor and take a hot bath in Orodruin... Also, all kinds of tests should be sent to mordor. And send those fees you have to pay (not me :) ) and the report-writing teachers (again, no problem for me) to some dark hole where they can think of what they have done...

And when I'm at it, send all these girls we'll never understand (=all girls) to mordor... on second thoughts, don't. Just give them a warning ;) I'm so tired of not knowing what she really wants :rolleyes:

And mondays..and sundays...

[Glirdan]

I send today to Mordor. I have TWO recitals to do at school today. TWO!!! GRRRRR!!!! :mad:

[Lalwendë]

I send traffic jams to Mordor. I had to get from Whitehall to St Pancras inside 30 minutes this evening and lo and behold, the police had a road closed off so the taxi driver had to get me there on two wheels (which he achieved without major incident ;) ).

[Glirdan]

I send people who practice parts for a week and do fine during them, but once it gets to show day, they go and almost throw you on the ground and make your head bounce off the stage during a Mortal Combat fight scene!! I send those to Mordor!!!! GRRRRR!!! :mad: