He's basically Lord Peter, only an art thief. And this is sexy like whoa. Trust me.

[mayhap]

So my mom skipped to the last tape of Night Train to Memphis to try to just get the ending (she always does this with paper books, when she doesn't, like, outright read them backwards) and so didn't really get a good idea of what went on and still thinks John is creepy, having apparently missed all the bits that showed him to excellent advantage. *sighs* At least she apparently didn't notice me visibly swooning over absolutely everything he did in what we did listen to.

I dunno where I got my (probably lamentable) taste in fictional men, but it evidently wasn't from her. Although I believe she is guilty of sharing my giant plebey hopeless crush on Fox Mulder.

We went shopping this evening for the sort of things one might want to take to Scotland with one, so now I have all sorts of nifty toiletries and other items. Including new red shoes. Yay.

... Cannot believe I'm leaving on Saturday. Eeep.

Am backing up everything on my computer lest something terrible have it. It is taking forever and making everything slooooooooow. But better than my dying a thousand deaths should anything happen to my preciousssss.

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[maldiligenta.livejournal.com]

So you're leaving for Scotland and here's where my envy is starting to sink in.  Hey, do you think they celebrate Talk Like a Pirate Day in Scotland? It's Sunday, you know.  I think you should make a point of enforcing it.  The "arrrrr" would be worrrrth it.

Speaking of the British Isles, I've just spent the last ten minutes trying to think of a single fictional-crush I've had on a character that wasn't English, Scottish, or Irish, but am coming up blank.  (Don't mean to exclude the Welsh, but I can't think of many Welsh characters.)  If I put my mind to it I might be able to come up with a Russian or something, but chances of an American are looking slim.

[mayhap]

Hmm. Off-hand, I can only seem to think of one, but after all, he was my first--Laurie Lawrence from Little Women. *swoons*

You know, I'm not entirely certain I want to spend my very first day at St. Andrews talking like a pirate, you know? But if I do find some cool people to talk like a pirate with, I totally will. Arrrrrrr.