Day One:
I didn’t bring my brush! Or my shampoo, or my conditioner, or strawberry-scented Elf soap. Toothbrush, toothpaste, nighttime facial masks…extra outfit, socks, Mirkwood Elf deodorant/anti-perspirant! Help! I’m sweating and eating too many fishsticks. Forgot my Metabolife too…

Later
Have stolen Arwen’s purple pen! Hahahahaha. Staying inside to protect delicate Elf-hair. Thinking others are getting annoyed with me. Arwen will not let me use her brush. Bitch.

Even Later
Am all hot and sticky. Gimli offered to bathe me. Did not want icky dwarf hands on pretty elf body. Tempting, though…he has shown me peach-scented soap…am scared. Do not think I can take much more. Am, of course, prettiest one here.

Day Two:
I’m leaving! Got split end! Heard it split this morning. Can’t take it! Must restore hair…nurture it back to health…trim nasty split. Am off the…ahhhh!

*PLUNK*

Ouch.