"Where'd you get that?"
Spoils of war.

"Of war?"
Yes. I killed a man and took it from his still-warm corpse. I was going to take his ears too, but the elephant cavalry arrived and I had to retreat.

"What??"
I found it while cleaning.

I am back. The Male has left, unfortunately, and I probably won't get to see him again for at least a month. Cleaning continues to dominate my time, and it's shitting me off. But that all ends on Sunday. I'm not sure I'm ready for this influx of new people, this plethora of first years that is just about to descend upon my head.

Fun is having FTP back. And hence I have started on some redesigns. First up, the personal section. Pretty pictures of me and all. Or something. I think my monitor is set lower than every other monitor in the world; the pictures are supposed to blend to black, but don't do it on the monitors downstairs.