Top Ten Signs You're Addicted to the Barrow-Downs - The Barrow-Downs Discussion Forum

Diamond18 · 04-01-2006, 06:30 PM

You know you're addicted when...

You snatch every chance you can to get online at work, just to check on the progess of a Werewolf game, even though diddling around on a forum is NOT what you're supposed to be doing.

Firefoot · 04-01-2006, 07:10 PM

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...when you go away on vacation without internet access for a weekend, and you can't stop thinking that you should've posted that brilliant crazy caption before you left, because while you're away someone will either take your caption or change the picture!

Nah, when I go on vacation I wonder if I won't just happen to meet a random Downer. No luck yet...

When on the rare occasions you happen to wake up in the middle of the night (like 3 a.m. my time) and decide to wander over to the computer and just to see what Downers are on at that time of night.

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you debate with a person you don't really actually even know about the text color of the forum.

Or about the color of the smilies.

<- this guy is mostly blue, sort of aqua

<- this guy is definitely green.

Diamond18 · 04-01-2006, 09:04 PM

Rolling eyes man is yellow!

Lalwendë · 04-02-2006, 07:45 AM

When you even go on walks to see Barrows!

It was not foggy, but there was bright sunshine, gales, hail and rain all at the same time and we had to shelter under the embankment of Arbor Low. Bizarrely, one side of the ditch was dry and I was able to sit on the ground, nice and warm, whereas if I stood up I almost got blown off my feet - but the Barrow Wight did not appear.

Feanor of the Peredhil · 04-02-2006, 08:09 AM

When your RL friends know of certain 'Downers by name and sometimes location though they have no interest in Tolkien or his work, it perhaps goes to show that your hobbies have infiltrated your daily life.

"What do you mean you don't know much about Catholic dogma?" she asked, surprised that she'd asked a random question and I didn't actually know the answer. Brainwave! "Can't you ask that guy? What's his name... the Canadian one. PM him."

"Why do you keep hitting refresh?" she asked in my dorm room, irritated because my mind is on things I've not disclosed, rather than on the conversation I'm almost having with her.

"I'm waiting for a response." I reply simply, irritated that I'm not multi-tasking as efficiently as usual: she actually noticed that I'm doing like ten things at once.

"Oh, did you send that draft to LMP, then?" She figured it out.

"What do you mean mormegil helped get you killed?" she asked in the middle of campus on our way to the post office by way of a large group of lacrosse players. Stares ensued, though perhaps that had more to do with me tripping over my own foot, my flip flop mysteriously flying away, me chasing it, spinning excitedly (due to non-wolvery) and nearly falling over again, all when completely sober. "Oooh, next time you're up against him, you should kill him. What's he thinking. Him and Boro... So what if the Seer dreamt of you! They should have let you live. I was living vicariously through you!"

"You could always register and play." I offered. It would be fun to play a game against someone I'm with every day.

"No!" she responded really quickly. "The phantom would kill me."

"Of course he wouldn't. He hasn't played lately. He's been busy." My logic was infallible.

"Then TORE would. You remember when the two of you almost pulled off that trick in WWJ. He's smart! Or Nogrod would kill me. I'm quiet and nobody knows me. They'd kill me to simplify things." A dean walked by with the president of the school. They politely pretended not to hear.

"Somebody actually bothered debating the existence of good and evil with you? Oh, it was Eomer. Never mind." She rolled her eyes and changed the subject deftly to that paper we should have written while I was busy explaining the non-existence of social constructs.

Maybe I should get a life.

Hookbill the Goomba · 04-02-2006, 09:16 AM

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it perhaps goes to show that your hobbies have infiltrated your daily life.

Or indeed, Hobbits.

Lhunardawen · 04-03-2006, 02:21 AM

I'm in Mordor, anyway...

While watching the local version of the Big Brother show one boring night, I found two people tasked to name 50 eggs (among others), and right away I began reciting names of BDers.

I wonder how those 50 people I came up with would feel...

On a more serious note, you know you're addicted when you and your mom had a Downs-related argument, and out of her earshot - and your sheer annoyance at her stubbornness - you mutter, "I'm definitely siding with Fea now." You even contemplated sending her to Mordor...

...nah! *hugs mom*

Celuien · 04-05-2006, 02:30 PM

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Originally Posted by Feanor of the Peredhil

When your RL friends know of certain 'Downers by name and sometimes location though they have no interest in Tolkien or his work, it perhaps goes to show that your hobbies have infiltrated your daily life.

On a related note, when your sister (who doesn't even visit this site) asks you what your RP characters have been up to lately and what the RP characters of other Downers (identified by name) have been doing.

When your other sister walks up to you whenever you're on the computer and says "Let me guess. The Barrow-Downs." And she's usually right!

When a major motivation for you to register your Pocket PC with the university computer services department is so that you can check the Downs on any slow moment during your workday, even if the screen is too tiny to post efficiently. And when you're annoyed with the new site where you're working, even though it's a really nice place, because it doesn't provide a wireless network for said activity.

Lhunardawen · 04-05-2006, 06:55 PM

When your mother's incentive for you to do a certain task in her office is giving you time to spend on her computer...

...you know what comes next.

Geesh, mothers. They're so confusing.

04-01-2006, 06:30 PM	#1
Diamond18 Eidolon of a Took Join Date: Sep 2002 Location: my own private fantasy world Posts: 3,460	You know you're addicted when... You snatch every chance you can to get online at work, just to check on the progess of a Werewolf game, even though diddling around on a forum is NOT what you're supposed to be doing. __________________ All shall be rather fond of me and suffer from mild depression.

04-01-2006, 09:04 PM	#3
Diamond18 Eidolon of a Took Join Date: Sep 2002 Location: my own private fantasy world Posts: 3,460	Rolling eyes man is yellow! __________________ All shall be rather fond of me and suffer from mild depression.

04-02-2006, 07:45 AM	#4
Lalwendë A Mere Boggart Join Date: Mar 2004 Location: under the bed Posts: 4,737	When you even go on walks to see Barrows! It was not foggy, but there was bright sunshine, gales, hail and rain all at the same time and we had to shelter under the embankment of Arbor Low. Bizarrely, one side of the ditch was dry and I was able to sit on the ground, nice and warm, whereas if I stood up I almost got blown off my feet - but the Barrow Wight did not appear. __________________ Gordon's alive!

04-02-2006, 08:09 AM	#5
Feanor of the Peredhil La Belle Dame sans Merci Join Date: Feb 2003 Location: perpetual uncertainty Posts: 5,517	When your RL friends know of certain 'Downers by name and sometimes location though they have no interest in Tolkien or his work, it perhaps goes to show that your hobbies have infiltrated your daily life. "What do you mean you don't know much about Catholic dogma?" she asked, surprised that she'd asked a random question and I didn't actually know the answer. Brainwave! "Can't you ask that guy? What's his name... the Canadian one. PM him." "Why do you keep hitting refresh?" she asked in my dorm room, irritated because my mind is on things I've not disclosed, rather than on the conversation I'm almost having with her. "I'm waiting for a response." I reply simply, irritated that I'm not multi-tasking as efficiently as usual: she actually noticed that I'm doing like ten things at once. "Oh, did you send that draft to LMP, then?" She figured it out. "What do you mean mormegil helped get you killed?" she asked in the middle of campus on our way to the post office by way of a large group of lacrosse players. Stares ensued, though perhaps that had more to do with me tripping over my own foot, my flip flop mysteriously flying away, me chasing it, spinning excitedly (due to non-wolvery) and nearly falling over again, all when completely sober. "Oooh, next time you're up against him, you should kill him. What's he thinking. Him and Boro... So what if the Seer dreamt of you! They should have let you live. I was living vicariously through you!" "You could always register and play." I offered. It would be fun to play a game against someone I'm with every day. "No!" she responded really quickly. "The phantom would kill me." "Of course he wouldn't. He hasn't played lately. He's been busy." My logic was infallible. "Then TORE would. You remember when the two of you almost pulled off that trick in WWJ. He's smart! Or Nogrod would kill me. I'm quiet and nobody knows me. They'd kill me to simplify things." A dean walked by with the president of the school. They politely pretended not to hear. "Somebody actually bothered debating the existence of good and evil with you? Oh, it was Eomer. Never mind." She rolled her eyes and changed the subject deftly to that paper we should have written while I was busy explaining the non-existence of social constructs. Maybe I should get a life. __________________ peace

04-03-2006, 02:21 AM	#7
Lhunardawen Hauntress of the Havens Join Date: Mar 2003 Location: IN it, but not OF it Posts: 2,538	I'm in Mordor, anyway... While watching the local version of the Big Brother show one boring night, I found two people tasked to name 50 eggs (among others), and right away I began reciting names of BDers. I wonder how those 50 people I came up with would feel... On a more serious note, you know you're addicted when you and your mom had a Downs-related argument, and out of her earshot - and your sheer annoyance at her stubbornness - you mutter, "I'm definitely siding with Fea now." You even contemplated sending her to Mordor... ...nah! hugs mom Last edited by Lhunardawen; 04-03-2006 at 02:25 AM.

04-05-2006, 06:55 PM	#9
Lhunardawen Hauntress of the Havens Join Date: Mar 2003 Location: IN it, but not OF it Posts: 2,538	When your mother's incentive for you to do a certain task in her office is giving you time to spend on her computer... ...you know what comes next. Geesh, mothers. They're so confusing.

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