the Dalaverse

Pshaw. Who needs to do reading when you can sit around making pirate pet icons?

All images found through Google. Free to good homes. Try not to expire from the cute.



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Despite sleeping badly last night, I am having a marvelous day. Payroll deposit, movies in my mailbox, frozen pizza in the fridge. Last but certainly not least, a perfect score on my Museum Studies midterm ::does the dance of Professor Likes My Writing, Yay!:: In general I have been kicking this semester's ass. I still have to get my Archaeology exam back, but I'm not too worried about that one. I'm also pimping my classes out to each other. I have a medium-to-largeish paper due for each of four classes. I will be writing about underwater archaeology for Museum Studies, museums for Social Interaction and Stat, and possibly the Caribbean for Archaeology/Prehistory. ROCK.

Aha! I found it! My favorite ghost story ever. Here's a link to the basics, although you'll have to imagine the tale at nighttime, while staring up at the house in question, listening to a seasoned tour guide who really knew his stuff. This one kept me up nights, and I should warn y'all, it's really, really gruesome as well as creepy...

The Lalaurie House

(I'm not kidding; don't click on that link if you've got a sensitive stomach or food in your hand)

Okay I'll shut up but ::chokes:: Privates on Parade for Prince Harry. Oh, to be a speck of dust on a Sandhurst boot...