I am grateful for the goodness in the world.

new mood theme! and it's the best mood theme ever -- it's marion cotillard! hopefully it will inspire me to post more often.

Now I've gotten Figwit out of the way, I write about how absolutely excited I am for my Anglo-Saxon England class. My parents and I were driving back from Walnut Creek through Berkeley to avoid the back-up and we stopped at the bookstore just to see if my books were in or not. They were, and I was paging through one of the books for AngloSaxonage and there was a king named (or called, I guess, as I doubt his parents decided it had a lovely ring to it) Ethelred the Unready. THAT IS AWESOME. I have good vibes for this class.

This is my first post since May. What, you ask, was important enough to break my LJ silence? Not my month-long trip to Greece (which was amazing). Not my week-long foray into chipmunk cheeks and Roger Ebert jawlines brought about by the removal of three wisdom teeth. Not even my super nerdy excitement over the discovery of Berkeley's Medieval Studies minor was documented. No. This... this is much, much bigger than all of that. This is Figwit.

Figwit is an elf, present at the Council in Rivendale in the first Lord of the Rings film. His name stands for "Frodo is grea... who is THAT?" He is onscreen for three seconds and has no lines. That's alright, though, because enough people found his sharp cheekbones and pouty lips (http://www.figwitlives.net/gallery.htm) to speak volumes - so many, in fact, that he is the subject of numerous fansites and mountains of fanfic, not to mention the drawings and songs he has inspired, and Peter Jackson even brought back him for the last film and gave him two lines and a Topps trading card.

I have my fangirl moments, but this is hilarious. The (albeit very good-looking) man was onscreen for three seconds. Admittedly, though, I only discovered the Figwit phenomenon when I was looking up Bret McKenzie - the man behind Figwit (or is Figwit behind him?) - because he's on my new tied-with-The-Office-for-favorite-show-favorite-show, "Flight of the Conchords," and I thought he was cute. This, however, is only after seeing four episodes of his (brilliant! hilarious! strange!) show. Figwit fangirls (and boys), don't bring fangirl(andboy)dom down to a new low by devoting your cyber and love lives to a character you know from three seconds of a movie three hours long. This post is going to resonate enormously, I know, because all of my LJ friends are secret Figwitians and I'm only three or so years behind the times. With all that being said...

I need to watch LOTR again.

With the pause button at hand.

Just to see what all the fuss is about.