You weep because nobody on your campus is a Tolkien fan. *sniff sniff* I'M SO ISOLATED! HELP ME! HELP MEEE!
You get angry when you wait more than two hours for someone to answer your post in an Inn. (Green Dragon, White Horse, it doesn't matter.) *Maeggaladiel checks her watch.* "Come on, people, I'm WAITING!")
You cry because you drew a wonderful avatar on Paint and it was too big to use. CURSE YOU, PAINT! CURRRSSEE YOUUUU! Making it smaller warped Boromir's face.
You get envious of other people's avatars. *folds arms, pouts* Why can't I have nice things?!?!
Avatarless,
Maeg
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