What do you "assign" to the Shire?

[Kath]

Going back to school (I know, I know, I sent that to Mordor already) after having a week off due to illness and having everyone ask if you're better now. It's lovely to know that people care about you and missed you while you weren't there. And the best bit is that even though I'm really behind with my work, because my dad plays tennis with one of my teachers, they all have very exaggerated reports of just how ill I was, and so I have all the time in the world to catch up!

So my dad goes to the Shire too, for being so unwittingly helpful

[Encaitare]

Talking to old friends for the first time in months. It's a very nice feeling because you just pick up right where you left off. Similarly, saying you and your ex-boy/girlfriend are going to stay friends and actually making it happen.

[Lathriel]

The Beginning of winter should go to the Shire because it is nice to have krisp new snow and it makes you think of Christmas.

[Eonwe]

indeed it should. when it gets here . can't wait.

im sure they eat at least one huge bowl of chili a day in the shire. anyway they should.

[Orominuialwen]

Umbrellas. As well as being excellent weapons, they keep me dry when it rains.

Fuzzy slippers. They're just so warm and comfortable.

Doing better than you expected at something and having people compliment you afterwards on what a good job you did.

Peanut butter. But only the kind without sugar and all sorts of nasssssty preservatives and goodness know what else. The kind that only has peanuts and salt is the perfect Hobbit food.

Fencing. Especially the fact that after two years of being mediocre to bad at foil, I'll finally get to learn saber, which I suspect I'll be much better at.

People who make you feel happy, even when you're trying to be angsty and sad.

My light purple shoes. Just because they make me inexplicably happy.

[Rune Son of Bjarne]

Swedish women. . . eeh let me rephrase that to: Women who speak swedish.

I don't know what it is, but it sounds so beautiful, that you forget that she is talking incredebly fast so that you only understand 10% of what she says!

The funny thing is I don't find Swedish in generel beeing a beautiful language. When it is spoken by a male it is just another ordinary language, this could be explained easely by the fact that I am automatic atractet by allmost every female with in a radius of 50 m.

But no! You see, women who speaks french dos not affect me, but then again french is an overrated language.

German is a better exampel, I like german and nothing happens when it is spoken to me.

To sum it up: I assign women who speak swedish to the Shire.

[Plastic_Panda]

rain! my friends, and ya, i guess Planet Tolkien and the Downs....

[Feanor of the Peredhil]

I assign the feeling you get when you see a really good grade on a test that was going to make or break your first semester psych scores. If I'd done badly, I'd have considered dropping the course. But getting an A on a test created by one of the 'hardest' professors at your school (that even other professors agree is difficult) absolutely makes your day.

Also, the feeling that comes with watching a respected professor label your work specifically "because people are going to want to know who composed this." It's such a feeling to know that no matter how little confidence you might fall to in other classes, that you still have a bit of talent for music theory.

[the guy who be short]

My local library, in all its wonder.

Need an obscure book hardly anybody has heard of? Written in 1945? Only one edition printed? No problem, we'll have it at your nearest library in three days.

[Lhunardawen]

Walking through the mini-forest in my university in mid-afternoon, when the sun is shining but not too glaringly brightly, and there is no pressure to hurry up because your last class of the day (Calculus) has just ended.

Oh, and my Calculus prof. She's incredibly funny and has lots of wonderful stories to tell. And the term has just begun...

[the guy who be short]

Originally Posted by the guy who be short

My local library, in all its wonder.

Need an obscure book hardly anybody has heard of? Written in 1945? Only one edition printed? No problem, we'll have it at your nearest library in three days.

I think I need to resend my library to Mordor. It allows me to withdraw a copy of Utopia (More) from 1869 if I so will it. I love you, library fair.

[Feanor of the Peredhil]

Originally Posted by the guy who be short

I think I need to resend my library to Mordor. It allows me to withdraw a copy of Utopia (More) from 1869 if I so will it. I love you, library fair.

To Mordor? Oh dear. That poor library.

I send oil paints. Sure, my hands are the cleanest shade of grayish blue possible, and have been since yesterday because we ran out of paint thinner and no matter how much soap you use, oil paint are stubborn... but that mural... The idea that I started something and finished it is a nice one. From sketch to gridded to painted to detailed, and it looks fantastic.

I assign to the Shire murals and painting and making people smile.

[JennyHallu]

I assign the dessert I had last night. Peach ice cream is really really good drowned in those strawberries that are frozen and come in little plastic tubs.

[Feanor of the Peredhil]

The feeling of accomplishment that comes after a long day. When sure, you spent a good portion of your day stressed out, but the end result was totally worth it.

Accidentally daydreaming in Psych only to snap back to reality and realize that for the first time all term, you weren't paying complete attention and you didn't actually miss anything important.

Knowing that your hometown library system got the book you wanted and that it's waiting at home for you to read in your pyjamas on the couch with your dog as a pillow on your first weekend of break.

When even though you got your pride handed to you on a platter by a ten year old that beat you at chess because you weren't paying attention and got your queen killed off four moves into the game, the look on his face when he realizes he's winning makes losing entirely worth it.

When you find out that the most random people think you are amazing, and you really haven't got the faintest idea why, but decide to ponder it over a peach smoothie until your lack of anything resembling a high attention span kicks in and you start playing with something shiny instead... and it doesn't bother you any.

Thanksgiving and Thanksgiving break, and the way it feels to know that you are about to see the people you love most in the world.

Totally acing a performance and the absolute rush you get when you and your companions run off stage to the echoing screams and applause of the packed theatre.

And the best... absolutely best thing of the day that has to go to the Shire:

Realizing that you've just finished your term paper, and that you're probably going to get an A on it. And the split second that it occurs to you that you've got nine days of break in a day and a half and you don't have to think about your twenty-page research paper once during the entire time. That's a good feeling.

[Lhunardawen]

Having a chat with a good friend, one you haven't seen for more than a month although you study in the same univ. Especially if you have to step out of your math class (while discussing logarithmic functions) for several minutes in order to do so.

[Lalaith]

On Sunday afternoon I was walking on Richmond Hill when I saw a large crowd of people gathered. I wondered what they were doing, and then I realised they'd all stopped to look the beautiful sunset. There were all sorts there - shoppers, families, people walking their dogs, drinkers with pints in hand who'd come out from the pub across the road.
The sunset and the view were absolutely glorious, with the purple trees and river stretching out covered with mist, but I also loved the fact that so many people were spontaneously enjoying it.

[Roa_Aoife]

Let's see- best friends who let you complain about your life at 3 in the morning, seeing the love of your life again after 3 months apart, Pepsi, and professors who truly love the subject they teach.

[Orominuialwen]

Getting to see and talk to a friend you've barely seen and haven't had a proper conversation with in 3 months belongs in the Shire. We hadn't talked or really seen each other at all because our schedules are completely different and my friend got a girlfriend, which rather takes up his time. Hopefully now people will stop thinking I'm his girlfriend!

[Lalwendë]

Sorry, but this just is not going to Mordor - Christmas. It's my very favourite time of year, and my favourite time of the whole year is between 4 and 6pm on Christmas Eve. It's gone dark, you get the lights switched on, and maybe watch the Carols from Kings on BBC2 while you finish off trimming those parcels and stashing them beneath the tree. You have a drink, maybe a mince pie (even if you don't like mince pies, this is compulsory), and peruse the Radio Times for what's on TV later. All the time you're remembering what it was like when you were excited about what Father Christmas was going to bring you, and wondering if you'd see him - even though you also remember that the Christmas you stopped 'believing' was the one where you woke up to find your dad, dressed in vest and underpants, putting the presents under the tree at 5am, and swigging the glass of whisky he always told you that Father Christmas preferred to Sherry.

I'll stop now because this must be making everyone sick...