"Lay Me, Oh, Where Sad True Lover Never Find My Grave..."

I've been missing Katy lately. She's been my roommate at Juniata the last three years, and I'll be seeing her again in July. She's splendiferous.

And the Soujin wants very much to buy her a gift. She likes dragons and mythology and Things Which Are Prettiful, and so am looking at dragon things. Or rather, trying to, because all search engines by default hate me.

So.

If anyone knows any good sites with merchandise like jewelry or framed pictures and suchlike, or even just random pretty things, might thou offer links?

"Come Sail Away, Sail Away, Sail Away..."

Finally using the new computer. *wide-eyed* It's so shiny! Shinyshinyshiny! *bounce*

Having a fencing lesson to-night, for the first time in over eight weeks. I know I shall kill myself.

"We Can Hoist a Line to the Fire Escape..."

Didn't go fencing after all. Must wait till next week. Which means I shall be killed worse than ever. Go me.

In the meantime, memeage.

Gacked from erinpuff.

Take five books off your bookshelf.
Book #1 – first sentence
Book #2 – last sentence on page fifty
Book #3 – second sentence on page one-hundred
Book #4 – next to last sentence on page one-hundred and fifty
Book #5 – final sentence
Make the five sentences into a paragraph.

Many years later, as he faced the firing squad, Colonel Aureliano Buendia was to remember that distant afternoon when his father took him to discover ice. It was decided to set up the gun at the foot of the flagstaff, like a piece of artillery, and fire it twice a year—once on October the twelfth, the anniversary of the Battle of the Cowshed, and once of Midsummer Day, the anniversary of the Rebellion. “You used to stir my imagination!” He laid a grateful hand on Jacob's shoulder and shook it gently, unable to say anything to him. Everybody mooed.

( ”books” )