:ahem: *grabs megaphone and shouts to all of DA*

In less than twenty-four hours, the lovely Deviant known as ~CrazyHobbitGirl will be celebrating her birthday! _{(I assume her 19th?)}

In honour of the occasion, a very old Hobbit-related angstfic is now available on my site, so that Paige (and everyone else) may read it!

It can be found on the LotR Menu, at the very bottom of the list.


I apologise in advance for its cheesiness, its melodrama, and its overall horridly novice plot development. Like I said, it's OLD. But, at least it's LotR.


HAPPEH BERTHDAY, YOO CRAZEE HOBBIT GAL!



Now, the rest of you go and leave messages of happeh Hobbitty birthdayness and love! Shoo!

Rules: It's harder than it looks! Copy to your own note, erase my answers and enter yours. Use the first letter of your name to answer each of the following questions. They have to be real . . . nothing made up! If the person before you had the same first initial, you must use different answers. You cannot use any word twice and you can't use your name for the boy/girl name question.

1. What is your name: BLUE! No, wait... Logan.

2. A four letter word: Lump _{in my oatmeeeeal!}

3. A boy's name: Lester

4. A girl's name: Linda

5. An occupation: Lamaze Instructor (shut up...)

6. A color: Lavender

7. Something you wear: Leotard

9. A food: Lox

10. Something found in the bathroom: Listerine (hah hah, that was easy!)

11. A place: Lancaster

12. A reason for being late: LATE, duh.... okay, okay, how about Lamed.

13. Something you shout: Look Out!

14. A movie title: Lilo & Stitch

15. Something you drink: Lemonade

16. A musical group: Lords of Acid

17. An animal: Leopard

18. A street name: Lane

19. A type of car: Lamborghini

20. The title of a song: Latitude

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Sidenote - I think I might be finally getting my long-borrowed Sims 2 game back soon! Bwhahahaha! Be prepared to see less of me for about a week once that happens. Just so everyone knows it's not death or another healing coma.

AND if anyone can tell me where the answer to question #2 came from, that person gets... um... something.

RULES:
1. Answer the following questions and post it in your journal.
2. Tag all your watchers. (Add a comment to all of your watchers)
3. Post "You've been tagged. Read the rules in my journal entry." in the comment.

P E R S O N A L

Real Name: Logan. That's pretty much common knowledge by now.
Nickname: Logi, among others.
Deviantart Name: BabyWolverine. Because "I Like Gay X-Men Superheroes In Spandex And Leather" was too long.
Country: US of Idiots, for now.
Gender: The one with the dangly bits.

F A V O R I T E S

Color: Green. Preferably grassy green.
Food: Strawberry Twizzlers, beef jerky, Pocky, and sammiches.
Drinks: Tea , vanilla soymilk, and that Bathhouse (or whatever the brand is) smoothie juice.
Movie at the moment (1 only): Meh... Let's say You Don't Mess With the Zohan.
Song at the moment (1 only): "Believe" by Elton John
TV Program (1 only): DEEP SPACE NINE! To boldly slash where so many have slashed before.
TV Channel (1 only): Uh... I'd be able to answer this if my TV worked. I'm still panicking over how I'm going to watch the Oscars.
Book: Haven't read any lately except for "Hatha Yoga Illustrated". O_o
Ice Cream flavor: Forget the ice cream and give me the damn cookie dough.

V E R S U S

Sweet or Spicy?: Both. At the same time.
White chocolate or dark chocolate?: EWWWW.
School or Mall?: Both are equally undesirable.
Desktop Computer or Laptop?: Desktop! I haven't had much luck with lappies.
Ice Cream or Cake?: Pizza. I prefer meat in my calories.
Anime or Cartoons?: Anime, I guess. Cartoons have gone downhill since the Bugs Bunny days.
PSP or PS2?: Whut?
Sony or Panasonic?: Don't ask me, I wouldn't know the difference.
RnB or POP?: Elton John. *grin*

D E V I A N T A R T

What is your most favorite deviation in your gallery?
Phantom Bear; he's the one I put the most effort and time into.

Who is your first watcher?
~CrazyHobbitGirl! Ringers unite!

How many deviation/s do you have?
A whopping 129. I have trouble remembering them all.

In the moment, how many is your page views?
10,638. I'm wondering if I should do a celebratory pic?

Whom of your watchers do you talk the most?

And , though I talk to her in person instead.

Are you a subscriber?
No. Too fleepin' expensive for a site that, as someone else pointed out recently, doesn't even allow erect you-know-whats in ART.

When did you start using Deviantart?
It *used to* give the date on my profile page, but... where'd it go?
About two and a half years, I think.

I tag:
Wheover is in the list of those I talk to much, as long as you haven't been tagged for this before.

Tagged by


1. Post these rules.
2. Each tagged person must post 8 things about themself on their journal.
3. At the end, you have to choose and tag 8 people and post their icons on the same journal.
4. Go to their pages and send a message saying you tagged them.
5. No tag-backs.


(I swear, this has got to be the most-tagged thing on all of DA. I’ve gotten it what, seven times now?)
Let’s see how interesting I can make it this time...

1. The first Halloween costume I ever picked for myself was Aladdin.

2. I have a history of purposely creeping people out before they go to sleep, usually after a good, in-depth discussion on ghosts and the paranormal. Plus a few instances of sneak-attack cackling without warning. (*cough* and I admit to being the reason my sister needed a nightlight as a kid... not that I‘m overly remorseful.)

3. The longest I’ve ever stayed awake is three and a half consecutive days, and it was because of multiple simultaneous projects for school.

4. I have played a woman onstage.

5. I’m finally wearing size Medium, but most of my wardrobe is still Extra Large.

6. TV news crews have filmed me at work, twice now, because I always seem to be the one at the cash register when there’s a VIP customer. O.o I missed both stories when they aired, tho.

7. My first crush (that I can remember) was Ariel the Little Mermaid.
(BTW, I just re-watched some of that on YouTube... During the song “ Poor Unfortunate Souls”, watch Ursula’s boobs. They bounce in ways I totally didn’t remember before. And she licks her teeth as she’s taking Ariel’s voice. Watch it. Look for those. It’s freaky.)

8. I weird out my co-workers by sneaking up on them - unintentionally - and being able to hear their conversations from 50 feet away. Surprised myself on the latter once I realised it.


I can’t really think of anyone to tag who hasn’t been already at some point. Screw it.

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Something I forgot to mention in my last journal was that, one day at work, I saw something really touching. I was working the cash register, and a mom checked out with her two sons... And she’d bought them each a Barbie, a Ken doll, and a playset to match. The boys were both excited, and from their jabber, I gathered that they’d played with Barbie toys before. It surprised me at first, but it was heart-warming to see someone endeavouring to pass on a more open-minded outlook to their children regarding the strict barriers society should have learned to give up long ago.

Similarly, a while back before Christmas, a lady came in with her nephew to get him an EasyBake oven, since he had aspirations to become a chef. We got to talking after her complaint that the oven wasn’t available in any colour aside from pink. We agreed that it should come in alternate colours to break from the notion that baking is a girls-only activity. Particularly considering the fact most successful chefs are men. She got the oven for the boy, but resolved to write a letter to the makers of the EasyBake regarding the gender-specific implications.

Moments like these really make up for all the times I say “How can I help you?” to a customer and get asked to help them find “the boys‘ section”, or “something appropriate for a girl”. I silently fume when I hear those requests, because even though the people asking are just operating via the social standards they’ve been taught, they’re adults and should have the intelligence to question those standards, leading to some kind of insight. Most of them have the ingenuity. Just not the desire.

Girls cook and clean, become vets and nurses, like playing with dolls and singing songs.
Boys learn to utilise a toolbox, fix and construct, have pretend wars and empires, and their only humanoid toys wear weapons and armour.

Imagine how many infuriated parents would boycott and protest if one of the action figures their son had his heart set on was clad in, say, pink camo.
The thought of how many makes me sick.


And God Bless that woman who bought the Barbies. Most folks who’re unsure of my gender tend to pick one and stick with that, if they mention it at all. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve heard, “Oh, Logan? That’s such a pretty name!”
To her credit, this particular woman was the only one who, however uncertainly, switched between ‘he’ and ‘she’ when she became confused. I kept smiling as though nothing had changed, and didn’t correct her for either one. She was talking to her boys anyway, telling them to let me scan their purchases, but I still saw her glance at me when she switched words, likely to see by my reaction which was the right one.

Despite the slight awkwardness of it, I’m glad it happened. I’m glad it happened with her. For once, it felt like one of those moms was sympathetic towards my ambiguous looks and didn’t jump to conclusions about what I might or might not be, and the ways I went against their moral system.

If not for moms like her, I’m sure I’d go completely snippy and huffy on everyone who asks me for the ‘boy’ and ‘girl’ toys.