Sometimes you just... that is sometimes... yeah, I really don't know what to do with this one.

So my wife started reading a new book yesterday. I don't remember which book. Some chick lit thing or another.

She got a few pages in, then finds a scrap of paper tucked inside. It's got something scribbled all over it, and she puzzles over it for a few minutes, then holds it out to me, saying, "This looks like some of your Lord of the Rings stuff, doesn't it?"

I glanced at it and said, "Yeah, kinda looks like Cirth." So I break out a reference (yeah, I know, no geek cred) and start transliterating it.

It's gibberish.

I hand her the scrap back, saying, "I dunno, maybe he was just messing around trying to memorize them or something."

She responds, "He? This is a chick book."

At this point, the light bulb goes off. "Wait, gimme that... if it was a girl, maybe she didn't know that they changed for LOTR, and used the Saxon-based runes from The Hobbit."

I break my reference back out, and look it up again off the other chart, and the scrap of paper says

I ALWAYS HAVE BRUISES ON MY KNEES
FROM FALLING FOR MEN

O_o