I just realized (after a second-degree burn and innumerable scrapes) that I'm such a bloody idiot!<P>Today, in our Principles of Engineering class, we got to demolish our much-hated simple-machine projects with whatever we wanted to. Me, being the blessed fool, decided to body-slam mine and then set it on fire. Needless to say, I learned that a little wheel-and-axle system that looks (and feels) like the spiked wheel in Orthanc isn't the best thing to jump on. (My poor abused stomach!)<P>Then I decided to pull a Denethor (because I'm really looking forward to seeing Denny) and set the thing on fire (it was made of wood so it burned easily) and quickly stuck my hands into the flames and pulled them out, trying to see how long I could keep them in without them burning. Needless to say, the teacher called one of my group members to tell them something, which, of course, distracted me. Thus, I have icky second degree and first degree burns on my hands, which HURT!!!!!<P>And folks, that is how much I'm looking forward to RotK. Yes, I am obsessed!
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But Melkor also was there, and he came to the house of Fëanor, and there he slew Finwë King of the Noldor before his doors, and spilled the first blood in the Blessed Realm; for Finwë alone had not fled from the horror of the Dark.
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