You Know You're Obessed with LOTR When...

I found this online and thought it was strikingly like me! My comments are in parenthesis...

You start quoting from the movie as part of regular conversation. (That's me! Most people don't even recognize it when I do it, but there are the chosen few who are dedicated enought to recognize them)

You like to tell your mom that you are hungry by quoting: "Merry, I'm hungry." (Well, actually, this doesn't apply because my mom would look at me like I was nuts... whcih is a possibility!)

She used to just laugh, but now she says, "What would you like to eat, Pippin?"

You continually ask your parents for second breakfast. (I've thought about it before!)

All the staff at your local cinema knows you by your first name and even before you open your mouth to speak, they say "Ticket for 'Fellowship of The Ring?'" (If the movie was still in theaters... u bet!)

You hate Burger King food, butyou ate nothing else for a month to get the toys. (Toys? I didn't know they had toys!)

You've crammed up your computer's memory by downloading every single screensaver from www.LordoftheRings.net (No, my parents would be mad at me if I did that!)

You wander around the house in a knee length nightie, pyjama trousers and an unfastened dressing gown (to give you a train). You are trying to be an elf, and actually manage to forget that the nightie is blue with dolphins, the trousers have teddies on and the dressing gown is tartan. (Okay, how did they know that? I only do that when no one is at home!)

Your Lord of the Rings shirt has not yet met the washing machine. (I want one sooo bad! and no, I wouldn't want to wash it, for fear that something would happen to it!)

You don't have enough money to buy groceries for the next week before payday, yet you charge $50 on your credit card to get a three year charter membership in the official LOTR fan club. Who needs food anyway? (Seriously! I would, but I don't have a credit card!)

You refer to parts of your town as parts of Middle-Earth. (Yup!)

You wear hobbitish clothing as part of your normal wardrobe. (I don't wear stuff like that in public, but definately at home!)

You sometimes let your hair go curly after a wash, and then run around the house in bare feet yelling "I'm a hobbit!"

You hate it when Elves are only thought of as 'Santa's little helpers' and have tried to explain the difference between Santa-elves and Syrian Elves to your 5-year old cousins. (That does bug me! They steriotype elves so much)

You speak in Quenya just to annoy your friends. (I'm learning Sindarin, the language of the High Elves.)

You refer to regular elephants as oliphaunts. (Yeah, but most people don't catch it when I say it like that.)

While buttering a piece of bread, you suddenly think of Bilbo (remember when he was talking to Gandalf about feeling tired) saying that he felt 'like butter spread over too much bread.'

You renamed your car the Wraith-mobile. (I don't have a car yet, but if I did, I would name it Brego... That was Aragon's horse. Viggo [who plays Aragorn on the movies] liked that horse so much that after shooting the films, he bought it!)

You have a replica of The One Ring. (It is precioussss)

You are beginning to resemble a panda due to the fact that you've stayed up until 2 am reading and re-reading the great books. (It has happened on more than one occasion. Last night I stayed up until 3:45 changing my blog to a LOTR template... it's actually a Hobbit template.)

You actually managed to read the Silmarillion without being tempted to give up on this whole middle earth malarkey. (I admit it, I haven't read it all. I will one day, though)

You now have a lifetime fear of black horses! (No, those horses weren't really evil. They were born and bred in the black land, and raised to do Sauron's bidding. They couldn't help that.)

You haven't removed the soundtrack from your CD player since you bought it. (No, but I have all of the songs on my blogmusik mp3 site)

You have sssudenly developed a hisssing lisssp every time you sssay the letter ssss.

You have looked both on the net and in the phone book to see if archery and sword fighting lessions are offered in your area. (Actually, I think taking lessons would be very fun and interesting.)

You have begun calling your husband / wife / girlfriend/ boyfriend / animal or kid my precioussss.

You happily traveled over an hour to the next town to see "it" because that theater has a better sound system than the one 5 minutes down the road. (We didn't travel an hour, but it was probably thirty minutes)

You have called every theatrical or specialty makeup company in town looking for pointy ear or hairy feet prosthetics. (I would LOVE to find pointy ears!)

You've worn your plastic "one ring" that came on your Legolas bookmark so much the gold is completely worn off. (No, I held it too valuable to let it look that bad.)

You've begun drafting a letter to the Webster's dictionary people requesting that they include "Ringers" in their next edition. (I think they already have.)

At Christmas time relatives find you chatting with the tree and sharing eggnog draughts

Single ads with the description," short plump and big hairy feet" seem much more appealing.

You know The LoTR history better then your family history. (Yeah, that sounds like me. I am constantly having to explain things to my Dad, who is in his fifties, and he read them first!)

You have a mouse named Frodo, a bird named Gollum, and a dog named Gandalf. And that cat that keeps coming around to be petted is Legolas.

You know Elvish better then English. (well, no, but I do know several phrases.)

Whenever something goes wrong, it's Sauron's fault. (of course. who else?)

When you sing in the shower, it's always about Gil-Galad or hobbit walking songs... (gosh, they are good!)

You know everything about Middle Earth geography, but you can't get someone from your house to the ice cream parlor. Now the nearest movie theater, that is a different story. (That is so me!)

You think the names of the 7 dwarves from Snow White are: Gimli, Gloin, Thorin, Gili, Nili, Ori, and Bambour. (Yes, but they spelled Bombour wrong. They spelled it with an 'a'.)

You have developed your own special Tolkien handwriting. "A firm, flowing script..." (Yeah. That's what any loyal fan would do!)

Words like "Yrch" make sense to you. (Yeah! As an FYI, "Yrch" means Orc in elvish.)

You've become strangely obsessed with mushrooms. (How did they know that?)

Whenever you close a door, you say "They have a cave troll!" (Yup. And I even roll my head around like Boromir, too.)

When you come to a dead end you're still convinced that the road goes ever on and on. (...Down from the door where it began.)

There's a sign on your door saying "Speak Friend and enter!" (No, I had never thought of that, but it's a great idea! I bet no one would get the pun, though!)

Whenever you get a chance, you burst into song. Preferably one that has more than 20 verses. (Yeah. Only when I'm alone in the house, though. I don't want to damage anyone's ears.)

You change your name by deed poll to a Tolkien character and seriously consider naming your children after LOTR characters. (I beg my parents to let me change my name all the time, but they never let me. That would be sooo awesome, though! My elvish name is Seremela Felagund.)

Every time you see birds in the sky you have the urge to say "Fly you fools!" (Yeah, but they never pay any attention to me.)

When someone knocks on your door you grab them, pull them inside and ask "Are you frightend?... Not nearly frightend enough!" (Yeah, and I even wear my travel-stained cloak and mud-crusted boots. Did you know that Aragorn is really 87? The Dunadein were born with unnatural long life, because they had elvish blood in their veins, along with Men's.)

Your computer's screensaver is a marquee reading, "Ennyn Durin atan Moria: pedo mellon a mino" and the password is actually "mellon". (I actually have made that a password before. Mellon, for those who don't know, is 'Friend' in Elvish.)

You cannot see a beer without blurting out "It comes in pints? I'm getting one!" (Well, I don't drink, but if I did, I'm sure it would occur.)

You just can't keep yourself from saying "nobody tosses a Dwarf" at inappropriate moments. (Only when nobody is around!)

A shadow and a threat is growing in your mind. (Why? Is a shadow growing in the East? Are there whispers of a nameless fear?)

You now referring to your friends as your 'Fellowship' and insist that you have epic adventures. (No. My friends won't let me!)

You stand in the doorway and tell your cat that he 'Can not pass'. (I do, but for some reason, she always jsut looks at me and goes in between my legs. The Balrog did NOT do that!)

You wash your face in the sink and expect to see things that are, that have been or that will be. (Toatally! If only I had Galadriel's real mirror. How awesome would that be?)

Your wedding band has started to weigh you down with it's evil powers. (Well, I don't have one, but...)

Spending $35 at the grocery store seems expensive but its Perfectly fine to spend $70 on the Hardcover LOTR book with Alan Lee Illustrations. (That would be really cool. Allan Lee is a really good artist for the LOTR stuff. He had the original art ideas for the movies.)

You start keeping a LOTR Journal to write poems and inklings in. (Actually, yeah, I do!)

You face every difficult decision with the thought "now what would Gandalf advise me to do?" (Yeah... it's WWGD)!

You know what Entmoot, Ent draught, or an Ent is, for that matter (Of course! who doesn't!?)

You've gained 20 pounds because you've started eating a "Second Breakfast" (No, even I am not THAT extreme!)

A walking stick... you never leave home with out it. (I don't have one, but if I did, I would definitely take it with me!)

You actually get these jokes and pass them on to other friends who are addicted to Lord of the Rings. (of course!)

Anyway, I know that is corny, and nobody but me and other LOTR fans would get, but still!...