My parents are coming tomorrow, and I sense I'm close to being
pretty really extremely freaked out. I want to see them, but I know it's going to be weird, and then in a week they'll leave, and I'll have to go through the adjustment period all over again. Yes, I know: way to look on the bright side,
trinityofone! Sorry. I'm just, well...freaked out? Yes, I think I mentioned that.
Anyway, good things: yesterday I got to see
siriaeve, who I would like to inform you is more exciting than doing laundry. (I know. I just did mine.) Actually, she's a blast AND she lent me the first eight seasons of SG-1, which was pretty much the best unofficial Christmas present
ever. So I may actually catch up with that half of the canon eventually. You know, if I never do homework or leave my room again.
She also took me to Dublin's Natural History Museum, which is officially the coolest museum I have ever been to, ever ever ever. Better than New York's Museum of Natural History, which I adore; better than the George C. Page Museum at the La Brea Tar Pits, which will always maintain a special place in my heart for still having the same video presentation I remember from, like, 1988. But this place... Let's just say that you really got a sense that this was what the monkeys in
Planet of the Apes got their inspiration for their Human Museum from. I think it's sometimes referred to as the Dead Zoo--every kind of creature you could imagine, and some you couldn't, stuffed and mounted, pinned and wriggling on the wall. It was incredibly creepy and so,
so awesome.
Words can't really do it justice, but you're not allowed to take pictures, and besides, my camera was broken.
( So here are a few images I gleaned from the web, including a cheesy watercolor and one with a toy monkey )
siriaeve and I kept giggling about Stephen Maturin was probably gaga over this place, and hey, if Stephen likes it, you know it's gotta be cool. So if you're ever in Dublin, this is now my official recommendation for the No. 1 thing you should go see. St. Stephen's Green? Pish. Dublin Castle? It's mostly rebuilt anyway. Trinity College? Whatevers. GO TO THE DEAD ZOO. Yes.
Speaking of dead things:
plainsong_x, I finally finished
Exquisite Corpse while I was doing my laundry this afternoon. I have no real coherent thoughts, but I would like to point out that I ate a burrito whilst reading it. *perverse pride*
And because I promised
siriaeve that I would post it:
I Touch Myself - ScalaIt's a Belgian girls' choir singing The Divinyls' "I Touch Myself." Yes, you read that correctly.
Oh, and whoever guesses what my subject line is from wins...well, my eternal respect? That should be worth something, right? No?