She's been living in her white bread world...

The library may be a dangerzone at the moment, but at least we're still us.

I enjoy us.

We're quite humorous.

Especially when we jump in on the big money lottery together.

And we're too nice to pull a cut-throat Jersey construction worker move...or at least I think we are.

Administration actually has their own pool going too, which makes me laugh that there's two of us.

Public service is gonna dominate.

Just saying.

Even if by chance we did win - you know that 1 in 1,000,000,000,000,000,000.... chance - I'd probably still stick around.

Library has become my life.

Not sure what else I would do.

Before I was lazy. Not like super lazy, but I would have been content to do nothing, lay around watch TV and all that.

Now on my day off I go crazy. Force myself to take a nap or something. I know, my life is so rough whatever.

I got the weekend off for the first time this month so I headed out to the farmhouse. Granted I have class on Sunday so it's not completely stress-free.

Speaking of, should probably have finished my homework tonight but got caught up in Swamp People.

Yes, that Swamp People.

Dad keeps calling and leaving me messages about Swamp People and all these episodes he's taping.

So, when I get the chance for a weekend off and decide to come home for the first time in months I'm bombarded with the awesomeness that is cajun accents and humor.

I enjoy that now Liz has her own boat and a female partner, that's fantastic. They make me laugh. She's my favorite, loved her with Troy. "Choot 'em, Lizbet!"

Mom bought me a shirt with her on it.

And got Dad one with Willy on it.

Cause apparently that's his favorite.

Which makes me laugh.

If you've seen the show you'll know what I'm talking about.

Though he is good with a treble hook.

Pics of the day:


we have little magnets that label the sections of the nonfiction. this one's a little questionable. actually led to a humorous debate this morning. i said it's a verb but not a noun. one of the awesome aides argued that it could be different groups of fish so that would make them fishes. hmm.
it's always amusing when you get a bunch of english majors together and debate about something completely pointless in the AM.
the plural of deer is deer.
the plural of moose is moose.
the plural of goose is geese.
the plural of mouse is mice.
the plural of fish is....
love it.


that is one bigass bag of popcorn. compare it to the size of the chair or the fridge in the background. sometimes there are random snacks in the staffroom. i'm guessing this one made an appearance because of the destruction area that we call the second floor. and sections of the first.

this whole painting thing plus the shift is crazy and never ending. but at least we get to work on our limbo skills whilest maneuvering crime scene tape.


and the dish ran away with the spoon....or the cat ran away with the string...same thing.


Song of the day:

"Uptown Girl" Billy Joel

gonna say, the dancing right away at 2:35 kinda freaked me out, though i did immensely enjoy the leg kicks at 2:45

or you could go with this version:


I'm all for Billy Joel. We remixed We Didn't Start the Fire to match up with our Camp J highlights.

though the original version is much better. will have to find it and upload it.

Jaywalking, Coworkers, Margaritas, Hunger Games, Dentists, and Sketch & Edit

Things I've learned over the past couple of days:

-When you decide to jaywalk, make sure no one you know is approaching in a large vehicle.
Slim Shady and I walked to work from the parking lot this morning and walked across the road as no one was coming. Suddenly there's a big silver vehicle headed in our direction and the second we make it to the other side there's this big HOOONK! Yep. Superwoman.

Crap.

So I guess I should change that to, if you're going to jaywalk make sure not to do it in front of your supervisor. She will give you crap.

-It's good to work with a group of people who get your references. My coworkers rock, I can pull out lines like "You changed it to Latrine?" and reference the "Hug and roll" technique and they know exactly what I'm talking about. They're fantastic. I'm loving this new supervisor even more. She knows Men in Tights and Holy Grail. Impressive. Plus she's gonna hit up The Hunger Games with us.

-The jalapeno resides in the foam. Or so it seems when that's the first thing of the margarita you taste and it kicks you in the ass. Jalapeno margaritas rock. Though Slim Shady does not agree. I told her we were going there tonight to which she replied,
"Are you going to order a disgusting margarita?"
"Maybe I should ask for one and see what they bring me."
"A jalapeno margarita."
Thanks Slim Shady, you rock...no faith in the jalapeno margaritas man, ouch.

-Making a Hunger Games booklist is fun, until it comes to describing them and you haven't read the majority of them. But that's what reviews are for. And granted you don't need to describe them, but I think it's more useful cause then they know why it's similar. I got to do a read-a-like display on it today at work - got to make a sign and everything - and they'll officially advertise the list closer to the movie. I'll give you the link. Stoked for the movie, already bought the tickets.

The boyfriend is currently giving me advice about the dentist. Everyone I've talked to today is just making it worse, I'm freakin' out! I don't do well at dentists okay. I have qualified professionals to back me up when I say that! I'm freakin' famous at the old office! Even based a freakin' Sketch and Edit on the thing.

Maybe I'll repost it. It's been so long since I've finished one of those that it's getting ridiculous. Perhaps if I bring them back it will give me motivation.

I do have a bunch of unfinished ones, but they're missing something. You know? Like this one. I'm not happy with it, and want to go back and change things, which I will in the future. But here's what it is for now.

Sketch and Edit Sit in the Waiting Room originally posted here

E – “I hate waiting rooms. They always make me feel so nervous.”
S – “Remind me why I’m here again.”
E – “Every time I go to the dentist something always goes wrong.”
S – “And I’m here because…”
E – “I need the moral support. You should know I’m famous here for bad things happening. Didn’t you notice the hygienists laughing and giving me funny looks when I checked in?”
S – “I just figured that was a normal reaction for people around you. Why are you famous at your dentist’s office?”
E – “Just traumatic events… I kicked him once.”
S – “The dentist?”
E – “No, Janet Reno, yes the dentist!”
S – “What happened?”
E – “He told me all he needed to do was pull out one of my baby teeth and it wouldn’t take long but ended up cutting it into four pieces.”
S – “Ouch, but that’s not that bad.”
E – “And I passed out, it was embarrassing.”
S – “Lots of people pass out at their dentist’s.”
E – “Do they also freak out over having too much Novacaine, run to the lobby, smack their heads on the main desk, conk out cold and then wake up in their dentist’s arms?”
S – “All that here?”
E – “Yeah, last time I was here they asked if they should put a big red x in front of the desk. Apparently I made number three on their list of top five highlights in this office. I bet it’s down to number four now though since he got arrested this summer.”
S – “What?”
E – “Thought you might like that one. He was giving illegal prescriptions over the phone of something like that.”
S – “Your dentist is a felon?!”
E – “Say it again but louder, I don’t think the mailman heard you. And my orthodontist committed suicide a while ago too.”
S – “Are your teeth really that bad?” *Edit glares* “So, basically I’m here to…?”
E – “Keep me from getting violent and/or passing out in the lobby…or just generally embarrassing myself.”
S – “Sounds like a full-time job.”
Dentist – “We’re ready for you now.” *leaves*
S – “Was that the felon?”
E – “Yes.”
S – “Aw, no felons have the right to be that good looking…”
E – “Slow down there cowgirl. I’ll be back soon…hopefully.”
S – “Okay, I’ll just be here, building up my tolerance for heedless celebrity gossip. Look, it’s Brad and Jennifer!”
E – “I always was Team Aniston. I bet if you dig deep enough in those piles you’ll find some about Hugh Grant and Elizabeth Hurley…” *leaves, comes back twenty minutes later to find a red-marker-colored taped ‘x’ in front of the desk* “Oh, You’re dead.” *Sketch smiles and makes a run for it*


Oh my god, so sad it's been so long that when I went to find it I realized I had like 5 sitting at the bottom that I've completely forgotten about altogether. And they actually don't suck! Like this one.

So that's exciting and depressing at the same time. Exciting because they don't suck, but depressing because I've changed so much that I don't even have time to write anymore.

I'm supposed to be editing two stories for a friend, granted I'm almost done with one of them, but I've had them for like 2 months. Worst editor ever.

Where was I before all this?

Dentist.

Right.

Fantastic.

Appointment to get cavaties filled tomorrow. Mom is taking me cause they're getting me all drugged up. Am taking my headphones, I'll try to remember not to sing. Or do anything embarrassing. But if you're drugged up you really don't care about that anyway.

Alright, out for the night. Not gonna be fun tomorrow cause after all that - I'll sleep it off hopefully - I get to do all my homework and get it posted as it's due at some point this weekend, I should probably figure out what date exactly. But it's just reading articles and posting my opinion. But first sleep will be required to think properly. Both now and after the appointment.

"Every Other Time" LFO

flashbacks.

OUT!

Forgetting to forget that you're not mine.

Milk Duds. They rock.

So, on the phone with Sketch. And her orgy friends. Who aren't actually having an orgy. But it sounds a lot like they are. There's a lot of laughing and loud noises in the background.

And I had stuff to post. Originally. But now I can think of none of it.

Okay.

Think.

Think.

Right.

My colleagues are pretty cool. Especially when it comes to homework tips. We debated the difference between advocacy and marketing today. I'm still at a loss. I mean, I know what the difference is, but finding examples on other library's websites are kicking my butt.

Which is what I was working on.

Prior to this call.

But now that's not happening. So I'll save it for tomorrow night. It's not due until Tuesday night anyway.

Okay, other coherent thoughts before I'm gone and distracted again.

Had an interesting conversation with an aide today. He's one of the cool-aides. As I call us. We joked about going union. An aides union. Where we collaborate all of the ideas that we have and put them into action. Only good ones, I promise.

Then I went back to the advocacy vs. marketing thing. And was talking about how it's in support of things and somehow that came back to the aides thing so we were like, I'm an aides advocate! Wait, that sounds wrong. I'm an advocate for library aides! Wait. Also wrong. I'm an advocate for libraries with aides! No. Bad. Awkward. So we changed it to, I'm an advocate for library pages!

Which fixed things. And even though I'm no longer an aide/page, I'm still an advocate. It's part of the shelver's curse. It never really leaves you.

Okay, other coherent things.

Boys are stupid. Throw rocks at them.

Yep. That's all I got.

Now you get some "Mean Girls".

Sketch is so awesome.

How can I begin to describe her awesomeness?

Sketch is flawless.

I hear her hair's insured for $10,000.

I hear she does car commercials... in Japan.

Her favorite movie is Varsity Blues.

One time she met John Stamos on a plane... And he told her she was pretty.

One time she punched me in the face... it was awesome.


So, today was interesting. I went to listen to music on my ipod and flipped to the A's in pursuit of finding a certain song, and instead of the usual shuffle it just went through the a's. Which gave me an idea.

So tonight you'll get awesome songs that start with A. Tomorrow you'll get B's. and so on and so forth.

A.

"Anytime" Eve 6

Out Cold. See, lately everyone raves about Zach Galifianakis. But see, when I hear his name I think of this one. Awesome snowboarding comedy from back in 2001.

"Achy Breaky Heart" Billy Ray Cyrus

this video just brings me so much joy. check out that mullet. and those clothes. niiice. I especially love 3:17 on with his white boy hillbilly moves.

and i'm a country girl.

but still.

just no.

Alright, out for the night.

My coworkers are cooler than your coworkers...

The second segment in a series I'm going to call "My job is cooler than your job". I say as humbly as I can. Here's part one from back in December: My Life in Closed Captions: Here's a little segment called: "My boss is cooler...

What brought this back is that apparently, people think I'm nuts because I would rather work than do something else. Some are joking and some are boyfriends who are upset by my priority choices. But seriously, how often can you find coworkers who will pretend to be your girlfriend to make the creepers go away, or give you their happy meal toys, or form a fake band, or make up slogans to wear on matching tshirts, or go along with your crazy nickname system, or turn super protective when something goes wrong? When you're able to go to work and actually not mind the fact that you're at work instead of at home sleeping - that's when you know that you found somewhere you belong. Anyway, if you still don't understand and think my priorities are skewed then that just proves my point. You don't have coworkers as cool as mine.

Moving on.

Okay, so I had this major update to a new ipod recently since I have too much music to fit in an 8GB one. Sad, I know. So, instead of just 1500 songs now I have over 4000 and counting. I'm feeling a bit like Abby right now when she buys ipods for everyone on NCIS and Gibbs says he only listens to 5. She's like only 5000? Here I'll find it.


Anyway, since there's an increase in songs on the ipod there's also an increase in skippage aka putting it on shuffle and skipping songs until I get to one I actually listen to frequently. I mean, I listen to all of them but there are certain like contexts for each song... If that makes sense. Like sometimes you don't want to listen to a song, not because you don't like it, you're just not in the mood for it. Anyway, my point is, I found a few songs that I not only never skip but constantly put the thing on repeat and listen to them over and over. And I know I've done favorite songs day during favorites week My Life in Closed Captions: These are a few of my favorite things - Day One: M... (yes I will overload you with links in this post) so I'm limiting these to songs that have only come out recently (or semi-recently). I'm pretty sure I've posted at least half of these before, oh well.


Song 1: Since You've Been Gone - no not Kelly Clarkson or Aretha but Theory of a Deadman.

This was my first music rec ever on here (well that and Ashlyne Huff's "Heart of Gold") way back in January...My Life in Closed Captions: Happy , Happy New Year! Hooray for Apples to Apples.


Song 2: "Something Good Can Work" Two Door Cinema Club

This is a total jam out song, I'm diggin it. Loving these guys (despite that they look like they're 12), and iTunes for giving it to me for free. iTunes' free music each week isn't actually all that bad, especially for indie stuff.


Song 3: Back at Your Door - Maroon 5

Why my new relationships never work. Kind of a theme song for me actually. Which is why it goes on repeat.


Song 4: Somebody to Love - Glee version of Queen

Loving this version, and the choreography is excellent as always.


Song 5: Lover Lover - Jerrod Neimann

Pretty sure this one has everything to do with the deep voice. It's like Josh Turner all over again.


Song 6: Forget You - Glee version of Cee-Lo Green

If you're only going to watch one of these videos make it this one. Gwyneth is amazing. She's like Cher or Ellen - she doesn't even need a last name, I'm gonna start a campaign! I'll call it the "Gwyneth needs no last name campaign" . Rhymes and everything. She's so talented and so funny that there can only be one word to describe her awesomeness: "Gwyneth". You could use it as an adjective like as in, "That outfit is so Gwyneth! Like oh my god!" She's someone who can actually pull off something like naming her child "Apple" and I'm okay with it. (Look it up I'm not making that up). I'm doing it. I'll start a trend. "Gwyneth" is going to be my word of the week. Don't question the "Gwyneth".
I don't know about you, but I'm totally making the Wordsmith watch "Country Strong" with me tonight. He's used to my chick flicks anyway.

Okay, honorable mentions that are basically great songs but I've posted them too recently and I don't want to bore you with repetition. "Misery" (Glee version) "Raise Your Glass" (also Glee version or Pink's really either is fantastic) "How" (Maroon 5) "She's Not There" (Glee version or the Zombies original classic) "Safety Dance" (okay a lot of these are Glee versions but I'm a soundtracks kind of girl) "We Used to be Friends" (Dandy Warhols) and "Blackbird" (Glee version, I love the Beatles but I'm loving the updated acapella style).


The Wordsmith is bringing food and I'm thinking movie night then crash cause early mornings (like todays) are totally exhausting.

You're everything that everybody warned about...

How to describe the past 60 hours. Wait, how long ago was 3PM Thursday? I'm bad at math. I think it's around 60. Or maybe not, I'm too tired to count. Okay, how to describe approximately the past 60 hours...
I met a guy. I thought he was sane. We went out. And it turns out he's not. Actually he is. I think. Maybe it's me that's crazy. But since when does playing darts at a bar suddenly put you in a serious relationship? I'm still totally lost. I met him at 3. He asked me out at 4. My coworkers said don't do it, he's bad news bears at 5. We met up at 6. He started referring to himself as my boyfriend at like 9. Seriously?
We hung out and all that then he calls me like all day Friday even though I was at work so I couldn't answer and totally freaked out on me when I spent my night doing homework instead of seeing him again. But it was due at midnight! So then he wanted to hang out today but I already had plans aka class and going to the farm. Then stuff happened with him so he called me like 30 times before 10AM. I'm just still totally confused. Anyway, everyone I've talked to says to run for the hills and don't be nice about it. Which is really hard for me because I'm kind of a nice person. Well, not according to the BFF, she knows the real cynical and sarcastic me. But anyway, he's a nice guy and just because he has a past doesn't mean that it's going to like...I don't know where I'm going with this.
Anyway, the point is I'm single again. Or trying to be. But I don't think it's working. Cause I'm ending it over the phone. (I've known him like 60 hours, am I actually required to do this live? I was never good at that either.) The second sister won't let me see him anymore. I'm actually kind of fond of her "Intercom Breakup" theory. Like if he mysteriously shows up at your door you just do it over the intercom instead of letting him in. I think it could soon be all the rage - like the next major breakup trend.
Back to the whole phone thing, yeah, all we do is argue. He questions me about everything I say. We have nothing in common. We're kinda polar opposites actually. Scratch that, we are polar opposites and my family wouldn't approve. So no, my mother doesn't know, and no you can't tell her.
So I told him that all we do is argue and we don't have anything in common and my family wouldn't approve and that all these things are important to me so we couldn't work because we weren't working and yeah, guess what. We argued. More. So I hung up cause I was tired of it. He called 8 times before I could turn my phone off.
Apparently I'm it for him and he's like ready to settle down and ugh he said all this cheesy crap about how he was waiting for the right person and that all the waiting was worth it because he met me or something like that. It made me want to vomit. Literally. He makes me sick. Maybe I should tell him that next time he calls. But no, all the stress and frustration is literally making me sick. And giving my friends/family/coworkers anxiety. Monday is gonna be fun. Because I met him at work. And he knows I'll be there. Ugh. Guard!

And no, I'm not forgetting about the religious fortune teller's prediction about me finding my mate in the next few weeks - and neither are my coworkers. I'm taking a lot of crap for this. Taking a step back it is kind of amusing. Cabin Fever is going back to the "tell him you worship snakes" theory mentioned here My Life in Closed Captions: The girl with the captivating eyes + sick day + fi... Which basically scares away telemarketers, religious fanatics and creepy looking stalkers. I'm hoping.

Irony about reposting that link is that I've had quotes from Gilmore Girls floating around in my head since I met him and also that was about my first class and today was my last class. Which was good by the way. Kinda sad actually, I was just starting to get to know those people. And I was very TA today which was funny. The Prof had to kind of leave early so I helped out with evaluations and all that. I'll post the Goddess-isms tomorrow when I have my notebook.

"Like stop eating the paste kind of special?" The Gilmore Girls thing lately was about Paris going on a date. I actually love Paris's character. Now. In the beginning she was kind of a B word. I'm starting to censor myself again as camp is coming up soon, not to mention I work in a library filled with children. Anyway, she goes on this date with this guy named Jamie and people are like shocked. Which is kind of like me. Cause I don't really have time to date anymore. Cause I'm a workaholic. I love my work and I love my job and I love my coworkers. Plus camp is coming up, plus we're having play practice all the time, plus there's been family stuff, plus plus plus...blah. Anyway, I don't really date. Not that I've really dated dated since like college. And I don't think that counted. Which is more of a long story. What was I talking about? PARIS! Right, anyway, sorry it's past midnight I get rambly. Shutup Amber, I know you're thinking she's like this no matter the time.
Anyway, Paris has this line -
"I can instantly deduce that when someone hears the name 'Paris' in the same sentence with the word 'date,' jaws will drop, confused looks will cover faces, words like 'how' and 'why' and 'Quick, Bob, get the children in the minivan because the world is obviously coming to an end.' will immediately fly out of people's mouths."

Very similar to me. And it's just so nice because it ties back to the whole fortune teller thing with the end of the world. But that's just one of my many favorite quotes from that episode.

Now I'm feeling more like:
Paris: What if I fall for him but he doesn't like me?
Rory: You'll find someone else.
Paris: What if there is no one else?
Rory: Then you'll get some cats.

But I'm not falling. I've found it's physically impossible to fall for someone when you're still hung up on your ex.

Song for the past few days:
Lily Allen's "Knock 'em Out" one of my favorites, although all of hers are fantastic.

"Try desperately to think of the politest way to say - uhhhh..."

Another fun quote from that episode -
Paris: Get in the closet.
Rory: What? You're crazy.
Paris: If there's no one to compare me to, I might have a fighting chance.
Rory: When we get home, get a new therapist because the one you have isn't working.

Okay, that was a lot. But I have been gone for a while. Tomorrow means long day, but it'll be relaxing. So I guess it's not really long. Why do people say long day when every day is the same length? I'm gonna go to sleep now before I turn even more philosophical over cliches. That happens a lot when I'm half asleep. Also, words like "fork" "spoon" and "Doug" seem a lot funnier past 2AM.

I'm gonna go now. More tomorrow. Or later today. Yeah. Out.

Creepy Crawlers Chaos

You know when you see bugs and you get that feeling like they're all over and you get all itchy? That was me today, and my coworkers didn't help, just kept talking about the bugs, mean. It was disgusting so I came home and took a shower then started cleaning my apartment, not like my mother is coming, throw everything in the closet kind of cleaning but like OCD style cleaning.

Tomorrow is split shift, gonna go grocery shopping between then take a nap. Yay naps. Think I'm gonna sleep now.

Music Rec - "We Used to be Friends" The Dandy Warhols

love this song, you probably won't but at least listen through to the refrain, its worth it.

"There it isn't!"

Lost my juice. It became like a treasure hunt before opening. I need one of those tool belts I could put it in so I don't lose it again.

Quote of the day comes from my supervisor:
"A joyous observation on the day of your birth."
"What?"
"Happy birthday."
"Oh, thanks!"

I LOVE HOT IN CLEVELAND!! Oh man, hysterical! Betty White is amazing as ever but with the other three - I mean, I loved Wendie Malick in Just Shoot Me and basically everything else she's been in but it's like the role was written for her. It's like Nina Van Horn all over again except this time her name is Victoria and she's an actress. Then Daphne from Frasier, aka Jane Leeves, plays Joy the awful british hair expert. She's not a british hair expert but she's british and she does hair, or rather removes it, and she's awful, but hilarious. Then Valerie plays the lead, Melanie, who's this klutzy writer who really means well. Then of course there's Betty White who plays the caretaker of the estate that they are renting. She and Betty White go back and forth a lot. Basically, they're from LA and they're on a plane to France but it has to make an emergency landing in Cleveland and when they hit the town and everyone loves them they decide to stay. You have to check it out, awesome.

"Oh shutup, I hear music swelling."

"Just because I'm chained to the fence doesn't mean I can't bark at the dogs!"

"God I hate jocks!"
"You were married to a wide receiver!"
"I still don't know what sport that is!"

"But the funnel, that's what makes the cows fly!" (tornado)

Fantastic, seriously look into it. There are so many good lines and the actresses are constantly cracking up. I'm wondering how much is ad-libbed.


Soooo, tomorrow...class...then who knows. I guess there's not really a plan anymore since everyone's sick.
I feel like I should stay up til midnight at least. So I'm up. Submitted my paper when I got home from work, I should probably konk out soon since I have class at 1. Woohoo? I'm sure it'll be fine.

More later.

"Did he just call you bunny?" "Life sometimes is complicated..."

Time: 9:56 PM
Location: Couch, big surprise there
Music: Dangerous - Akon
Attitude: Amused, seriously amused

9-12 is fun, especially when half your family shows up out of nowhere. 2 aunts, 2 uncles and a sister. So funny. Scared the crap out of me actually, I'm in the young adult section and I hear this "psss...." and turn and there's like noone there. So I kept shelving and look over to see my Aunt Diane just looking at the books like she belongs there. It was one of those moments where you're like, I know you. But not in this context. So after a nice delayed reaction came the "oh my god, hi!" moment. Fun times. My aunts and uncles have decided to go to Alaska and want Mom and Dad to go as well. I'm wishing them luck with that. I mean Mom will be all for it, but Dad? Should be a challenge, but I promised I'd encourage him. So it was cool getting to see them since I don't as often anymore. Aunt Hay-Hay and uncle Bob are actually moving to Lincoln so she said she would sign up for a library card when they had everything official. Very exciting. After they left I'm shelving the holds and my sister shows up. It was like, were you all sent to check up on me or something? My boss was giving me crap, it was pretty funny.
Aside from all that the stupid "do the bookdrop" song was back in my head. It was followed closely by "All my exes live in Texas" which I sang in the jnonfiction section, not expecting there to be a lady there. She smiled. So I kept singing. haha.

Then, went to lunch with an awesome coworker. Pizza buffet of awesomeness and all for less than ten bucks. Excellent lunch with good company. Will have to do it again.

After jamming out in my car to some awesome Scissor Sisters music - compliments of the library, gotta love checking out cd's - I was actually productive and finished my homework for the week. We were supposed to read half a textbook and post our notes online. I beat the rest of my group so that's exciting. But I'm sure their notes will be much more thorough than mine and like betterly worded. Betterly. I like it. I'm sticking with it, yes I'm sure their notes will be betterly worded, can't imagine why, haha.

And my prize for being productive was to watch RED which came in the mail today. Score! "This is just like Love's Savage Secret!" I'm loving the special features as well. Definitely worth checking out.
I've said it before and I'm gonna again, John Malkovich steals every scene.
"Why would I be trying to kill you?"
"Because last time we met I tried to kill you."
"That was a long time ago."
"Some people hold on to things like that."
or
"I am getting the pig!"
or my personal favorite
"Old man my ass."
Although everytime I see that chick I think of Charmed. She plays Natalie this awful whitelighter, I mean she's good at her job, but she's just an awful person who turns out okay in the end. But she puts the sisters through this bootcamp - this is back when Shannen was still on the show, post Cole's fake death but pre-Piper and Leo's wedding so season three I think it was called "Blinded by the Whitelighter" yes I am that sad, and wait it's about to get even more sad - anyway, bootcamp and she's like upset that they're not taking this certain demon as seriously as they should so she's like, "you need to prepare yourselves physically, spiritually, sartorially..."
"what?"
"she doesn't like our clothes."
"you need clothes that are loose and move. that means no more braless, strapless...fearless attire."
"okay, but then I have nothing to wear." Excellent Prue line there.
and then they're like practicing this battle sequence and Prue knocks the fake crossbow out of her hands -
"oh, i'm sorry."
"not as sorry as if I blinked behind you and stabbed you in the back!"
"well that would be bad."
The entire scene is just completely sarcastic and hilarious and that's why I stuck with the show all 8 seasons. Because every episode mixed in the comedy with the action and the drama and yes it was cheesy but hey, it was fantastic. I think that one is one of my favorite episodes of the series. And this Natalie chick - I don't know what her name is in RED or what her actual name is she's a perpetual guest star she's been in like Bones, NCIS, Saving Grace and all that but she's also in the "GO MEAT" commercials too which cracked me up. Everytime I see her I yell "NATALIE!" and everyone thinks I'm crazy. But this is my blog. I'm allowed to be crazy fangirl and since you're apparently still reading you're okay with that. Or you're okay with it enough to still be reading. So I will shutup and go to bed.
Cole is also in the movie, Julian McMahon, he plays the VP. Interesting. Okay, now really shutting up.


I think I'm gonna watch RED again and crash. Awesome movie, "What does that mean?" "I kill people, dear." "Okay."


"So if you break his heart I will kill you. And bury your body in the woods."
"Wow...okay."

And she's out.

"Trash it and do a happy dance"

Said my coworker after I finished a list. We always feel so accomplished when we finish a list, today it was the weed list. Sent a bunch of books that don't get much use downtown. But it's like pages and pages so when you're done it's like an unwritten rule to do a dance. I raised the roof which is now the official "victory dance" at the smaller branch. It's caught on, the coworkers who used to laugh when I did it have now started doing themselves as well.
Lists are fun though because you get to see a lot of titles you didn't even know existed. There are so many interesting titles that I've come across. Some of my favorites are "Drunk, Divorced and Covered in Cat Hair" "Are you there vodka, it's my Chelsea" "I was told there'd be cake" "You say tomato, I say shutup" - Can you tell it's national breakup month? We have an awesome display. Speaking of displays, I'm in charge of July's display at the other branch. Any ideas? Besides like barbecuing? I guess I could do one on the history of America with the 4th of July stuff. Or fireworks. I love fireworks. Hmm...options.
So, remember how Wednesday was going to be my day for everything school? Yeah, didn't happen. I felt all light-headed at work which meant I crashed and burned when I got home choosing to watch The Nanny seasons 1 and part of 2 instead. Which means tomorrow is now my day. It has to be. I can't put it off til Friday. Saturday is the class. And I don't want to start with procrastination again, I just got away from that in college! Plus, now they're doing this bootcamp thing before the class on Saturday so I get to go at 10:30 even though my class doesn't start until 1:00. But I'm grateful, I guess, cause they're going to show me how to do things that I'll need to know. So it's worth it. I'm still nervous, maybe this will help with the battle.

I think I'm out early. It's only 9:30, I'll be asleep by the time I usually write on here. Geez. But it will be well worth it tomorrow I guess. More work. Then homework.
Have a good night.

5th Time's a Charm

I'm not allowed to tell you why - but it is! I really need a life outside of work.

Today flew by pretty quickly. Fun times with work friends then came home to watch the championship. Go Ducks! It was funny, I've been texting back and forth with my brother and he predicted this high scoring game - and he's like the sports fanatic in the family - no one scored in the entire first quarter so he texts back "okay, maybe 3-0." "you sure?" "in overtime."
So, I'm freaking out about grad school. I start this weekend and I don't feel prepared. Wednesday is my day for everything. I'm still in contact with the office about paperwork issues but Wednesday is my day for doing all the homework and prep stuff. Writing out directions on how to get there - thanks to my aunt and our roadtrip - and listing out everything I'm going to need to do for the class itself.
I'm just nervous. Maybe it will be fine. But I'm still nervous. The homework actually matters now. I'll have to actually apply myself! - that makes college sound really bad - things are actually important and will impact my career - not like the college classes that were like a prep on all topics I might need. Not that college didn't prepare me, without some of the classes I took - especially my senior year - I would not be working the jobs I'm working. I learned a lot and my professors really inspired me. And I love my jobs so it turned out okay. I just have this weird feeling that I'm going to fail. Even Superwoman says it was the hardest thing she's ever done. That's saying something. Oh well, I'm all signed up and people are counting on me to do this so I will have to step up.
I'm a big kid now. When did that happen?
But, today, my boss told me she was proud of me. That's really the only words of encouragement I need.
I'm out. Go Ducks!

1-5-11

The problem with putting your ipod on shuffle is that the worst songs start to play when your hands are full and you can't do anything about it. Like the songs that you forgot are even on there because there are like a thousand on the thing in the first place. Then, they get stuck in your head. So you drown them out with others but that doesn't work. Today I got hit with one of the worst. Hanson's Mmmbop. Yes I am from that generation. I forgot it was on there. And it hit me mid-parking lot when I was carrying food and mail and dvd's and everything else that's accumulated during the day. Ridiculous. So I tried to reach for my pocket but I couldn't without dropping something. I attempted to walk faster but there's ice everywhere and that would be just what I needed. My neighbors to see me fall like faceplant on the ice. It's happened. Just not here. At college. In the parking lot. In front of the cafeteria. Awful. People used to go to breakfast and sit by the windows just so they could count how many people fell on the ice on their way to class.

Quote of the day comes from one of my favorite coworkers. "You bring out the worst in me. I mean that in the best possible way." Made my day. Especially because ten minutes later she called me a genius. Haha. "I hate naps almost as much as I hate musicals," came in close second. Also from the same person. We talked blogs. I love blogging. It's healthy.

Music rec of the day:
"A little opera goes a long way" by Sky Sailing. Their lead singer is the same guy from Owl City who I didn't really like at first but now I love. Not so much for Fireflies, mostly Vanilla Twilight. Video isn't a video but it's the song that counts. Very artsy. But catchy.


I was going to write more but now I'm distracted by Warehouse 13. Fun library dvd's. Interlibrary loan. Speaking of interlibrary loan, I got a new watch for christmas. I'm so used to - when I check out interlibrary loans - hitting the button on the side of my watch to tell me what the date is. Can't do that anymore. Drives me nuts. Have to physically look at the calendar. Even though I know what the date is. Will have to work on that.

Out for the night.

"Screw the fan, You want an E-Reader!"

I loved today. I'm enthusiastic and thankful! - We'll get there.

This morning was work as usual. No real changes, shelving, straightening, joking with coworkers, checking in, more shelving, etc. Then, suddenly, Mom shows up! All nonchalant, walks straight up to the counter and says she wants to return some DVDs. Hands them to my boss. I look up and am like, wait, what?! So I introduced her to my boss. They had some laughs. I knew she was coming to see Grams and that we might at some point meet up for food, but I didn't expect to see her at work. I think she likes to do that. She showed up mysteriously twice at the other library as well. Haha, it was funny. My coworker tried to help her and she was like, no, I'll wait for her to be free. He was like, well, I can help you too. And she said something to the effect of Yes, but you're not my daughter.
We went to Culvers for lunch. I'm beginning to think Mom has a thing for Culvers. We go there everytime she comes to town for lunch. Then Target for groceries which she paid for. I tried, I really did, but trying to pay for something in this family is like armegeddon or bedlam - choose your reference. My aunt and Grams were the worst. So funny, they would like fight for the check when I was living with Grams. Sometimes my aunt would let Grams win then substitute the money with hers. Sneaky.

Okay, really sensing a pattern here when I say this but I love my coworkers. Tuesday nights are usually the funniest just because we really just wanna get out of there or we're so burnt out that trying to function is hysterical. Since our schedule switches nights every three months I get a new coworker for Tuesday nights until March. And I love this one. She's hilarious, I've worked with her a few nights before as well but usually just in the mornings. When we're sleep-deprived space cadets. That's her. We also have this joke between us that we're going to start ordering pizzas from all different places every Tuesday night and then debate which is the best. The only condition is that it must come with breadsticks. We're both big fans of breadsticks. My best friend calls me the 'breadstick queen' but I may have some competition.
We usually talk a lot about food. Tonight was just funny. We're ENTHUSIASTIC and THANKFUL! We're enthusiastic about e-readers and thankful we have jobs. The second part is self-explanatory with the economy but the e-readers need further explanation. Basically, since Christmas, no since they started selling them we've been getting calls and people who show up who want to know how to read library books on them. Which they can. If they have the right device. Kindle doesn't work because it's proprietory to Amazon. Which ticks some people off but hey, they'll get over it. So we teach them how to use them. I taught my bosses. That was funny. The enthusiasm comes in because neither of us really have the desire to own them. We think they're a good idea, just for someone else. She likes to hold the physical book in her hand whereas me, I haven't read a book all the way through since I started working in the library system! Irony. Maybe if I did own one I would have more motivation.
Anyway, with call after call we still have to remain enthusiastic about them. Yay e-readers! Which is where the title comes in. We kept throwing out "yay e-readers!" and "we're enthusiastic about e-readers!" throughout the night. Meanwhile, we started talking about simple pleasures like how my shower drain works now - more on that later - and how her husband is very handyman-like and fixes things around the house. One thing he's fixing is the ceiling fan. Apparently the lights flicker - which he fixed - now the fan won't stop running, even when you pull the string. I was like, "well maybe you should get a new fan", and she was like "it is new!" So I yelled "Well then screw the fan! You want an e-reader!" She died. Hilarious. I think you had to be there.
Then there was the conversation about how I'm gonna get a master's in library science and I'll always be enthusiastic. "You'll be like shame Vicki shame!" I said I'd probably be more likely to say, "Why am I doing this again?" I mean, I just got away from doing homework!! Now I'm going back? Voluntarily?!
"Shamey, Shamey." Her words not mine. Although it's catchy.

Okay, so while paying rent I talked to the manager in the office and mentioned that my bathtub had stopped draining. She said she'd send someone over tomorrow. Like fifteen minutes later maintenance shows up. Luckily I was already cleaning my apartment so it wasn't a total mess. But I love it here. People are friendly and things get done quickly. He was cool and fixed it right away while talking about my awesomely fat cat. Apparently he has a fat cat as well.

So, simple pleasures. Fun coworkers. A shower that drains. A mother who buys me groceries. A fat cat who falls asleep in my lap but bites everyone else. Life is good.




Watching her write with a pen bent in half. "Did you do that?" "Yes, I took out my rage against e-readers on this pen!"

And to all a good-night.

"Her nickname is Alice."

Said Jeb about me at work today. Apparently it's my new nickname. No idea where it originated.

Only in Nebraska can it jump from 60 degrees to 30 within minutes. Ridiculous. At noon everyone was walking in in shorts. Then suddenly it's dark and windy. Yikes.

Today was another great day. My boss - the one that called me capable yay! - called in sick today so Girlscout from the other branch came over and helped me open. We call ourselves "Team Awesome" which Superwoman thinks is funny, as do we. But we are awesome.
And since Superwoman grades me - it's part of my training that's kind of stuck around, I think she enjoys it - I asked what my current score was. 95 is passing so it's hardcore. I currently have a 115 out of 100. Mostly because I've covered for everyone and their mother since a plague of disease wiped out everyone the smaller branch. Crazy hours. But still fun. Also because I sent the email commending my coworker and for testing my supervisor aka Girlscout which apparently was a secret test for me. Hmmm... my boss is too smart for me.
After small branch was larger branch, more fun, and driving home to the farmhouse. Carter was so excited to see me.
The quote of the day besides Girlscout's "We are Team Awesome," which also made me feel special, comes from my mother who let my cat out accidently. "I don't know that I can catch him. He's so stupid." Ouch. He may be stupid but he's still super cute. And fat. But cute.

Okay, so we're watching the Husker game and the weirdest thing just happened. Martinez our star quarterback just threw the ball straight to the defender, it bounces off the defender straight back to Martinez who grabs it and runs out of bounce. Weirdness. "Are you gonna watch or are you gonna talk?" My dad to my mom. BRING OUT THE WILDCAT! Go with Burkhead!
Hahahahahaha, my sister-in-law just texted me that my brother is cussing up a storm, "can you hear him over there?" As we live only a few miles apart. Hilarious.

Okay, so injuries and penalties are killing us but we will pull it off. I'm still sticking with my prediction. 40-10 us. Mom says 28-14 us. Kathy says 34-17. Sheri says 49-10. All for us.

And yikes for the UConn girls loss. 90 game win-streak is impressive. Wait, was that Condi Rice?!

Stop, Stop, Stop all the dancing give me time to breeeeeathe....

Stop, stop, stop all the dancing or I'll have to leeeeeeave..... stuck in my head.

Today was actually pretty great. This morning I got to open with one of my favorite coworkers. We got everything done way early. She's always efficient and fun. So I e-mailed my boss and said that, among other things. My boss e-mails back and says she showed the e-mail to the coworker, that they both enjoy working with me and get this, my boss's exact words: "I don't think we've ever had an aide who was so capable."
Awwww. I feel special.

After the opening of awesomeness I head to the other branch to eat lunch with other fun coworkers. I share some of my awesome Scooby Doo crazy bands with coworkers and security guard - I love our security guards - eat my chili and cheetos, then go to work. Got off at 4 because yesterday I went in three times, hooray for a quick day.

Meanwhile, get call from sister saying she and her husband brought me an extra tv and entertainment unit for my apartment. Yay for spare keys.

After work was supper with sister and family while we watched Dr. Who and the end of Pirates 3. It was so funny, we both stood up from the table at the same time to move where we could actually see the tv. It was, after all, the best part of the movie where *spoiler alert* Will and his ship basically rise from the dead, join up with the Black Pearl and take down Beckett and his ship. More awesomeness. Then we both sat back down like whatever. Haha. I took my drain cleaner and left. Which leads to the next exciting event.

My bathtub has stopped draining. Like for a while it just took forever but now it just stopped. So got some drain unclogging stuff from oldest sister. That didn't work. Went to target to go get more. Poured into tub, now am waiting for it to sit then I will drown it in hot water and see what happens. If nothing I get to call maintenance tomorrow, hooray?

My only real frustration of the day didn't happen until tonight. 8:30ish. Guy in target ticked me off. So here's your shoutout.
Dear Target dude. I'm not some teenager you can boss around. I'm an adult working two jobs in grad school to get my masters. You're a jerk. Thank your coworker for taking over so I didn't have to yell at you.

And that's my day. Excitement. I'd give it a 8/10 on my scale of awesome.
Now I'm out and looking forward to the Husker game tomorrow night!
My pick Huskers 40 - Washington 10

Well, at least the baby stopped crying...

So, I suck at this whole posting thing. I've been crazy busy which really isn't an excuse because I've made time to do other things.
In an attempt to make up for lost time I will come up with a list of the random events that have occurred throughout the week.
1. Had a conversation with coworkers about the fashion of troll dolls. Apparently their bold fashion statement of flamboyant hair and shirts that show off their big stomachs are making a comeback. That's what you get when you work downtown and see all the crazies. Thankfully they are wearing pants. Well, most of them.
2. Went to see Harry Potter 7 again, this time with Nic and Megan. Still awesome. And we ran into Becky so that was cool. We sat in the back and made sarcastic comments - mostly because people kept going up and down the stairs to the balcony and it constantly sounded like a stampede and because someone brought their baby. Why would you bring a baby to Harry Potter? It's loud and scary! Strange, right? Anyway, the kid cried a lot and the best line of the whole experience took place in the middle. Nicole and I were making faces about the stampede and Nic leans over and says, "well, at least the baby stopped crying." I died. I think that's one of those you have to be there moments, but it made my night.
3. Vicki and I have either been working too much lately or we just need to get more sleep. Every morning we've worked together we've both been completely out of it. I'm like a walking zombie and she almost falls asleep at the desk. She has declared us to be sleep-deprived space cadets. Today was fun though because she decided we should box up all the donations - both of us - so I commented that maybe between the two of us space cadets we could form one fully functional human being. That worked well.
4. Xmas program at church was Sunday. They decided to do it early this year because last year it almost didn't happen. With all the snow and power outtages - it was a mess. But this year's went well. My niece was the best. And I'm not saying that because of favoritism. She said her line loud and clear and not too fast. I was quite proud actually. Everyone else mumbled theirs. I remember that though, you're nervous cause everyone is staring at you. I looked everywhere but the crowd. This time I just got to sing in the choir. Dad gave me crap for never looking up from my music but it was the first time I'd sang it! I didn't practice with them, I just show up and sing since I can't make it to practices. It was easy enough. After that it was Pizza Hut for lunch then practice to sing at Heritage. We went gypsy caroling. We call it gypsy caroling because earlier in the year we had gone around Heritage singing camp songs on family day. One of our friends called us the gypsies. Liz became our "gypsy leader" and now that nickname is totally going to stick. I'll make it stick. Camp should be fun.
5. Along with being a sleep-deprived space cadet I am also very giggly at inappropriate times. It's bizarre. I was trying to tell a story to a coworker in the staff room and I couldn't get through it. I laughed so hard I started crying. It was bad. But the story was just funny, because I can still picture... okay, so this dude was on one of the internet computers and his phone rang. Meanwhile, we have this amazing older lady who comes in and volunteers at the smaller branch. She processes new materials and does the holds and yeah. She's awesome and hilarious. She was attempting to use the self-check and even though it hates me I was trying to help. (it's new and never accepts my barcode. evil.) We couldn't get it to work so we stood there for a while. Back to the guy, his phone rings, he answers, and the speaker is set on like high so you can hear everything the person on the line is saying. At first it's all hi, how are you. Then out of nowhere she's like "I have diahrrhea...bad!" And the volunteer turns to me and makes this face like she's like scandelized or something. I seriously died on the spot. That expression will come to mind every time I see her, I swear it's burned into my brain. So I tried to tell that story at work, and just like now when I was typing it out, it took me a couple tries to make all the way through it without collapsing on myself. Too funny.
6. Speaking of the smaller branch, we had our xmas party today. I brought the silverware and plates and stuff and I found these napkins that say, "what happens at the holiday party stays at the holiday party!" They were a big hit. We're sending one to our boss who was sick and couldn't make it. I love those people, they're too fun.
7. Another thing this sleep-deprived space cadet couldn't stop laughing at inappropriately was this line from Just Shoot Me. It's a Nina Van Horn specialty, she always had the best ones, but I died. I couldn't stop. It was endless, but I had to hold it in as I was up in the lab and it was like dead silent. I'm sure my coworker thought I was going nutso. Maybe I am nutso. Here's the short version, Nina and Maya went walking somewhere and Maya sees a guy juggling. Nina turns up at the office with a cast on her arm. When asked why she replies, "Little tip: never yell, 'Look, he's got six balls!' at someone who's about to step off a curb."
Today was not a serious day for me at all.
8. I actually got to watch Mike and Molly. Mom dvr'd a few, they are pretty funny. I'm glad, I like Melissa McCarthy, I hope it stays on. It had some good one-liners as well. "You're a closed book!"
"No, I'm not! I'm an open catalogue laying on the night stand!"
"I don't know what that means, I'm lost!"
or
"You wanted space, go sit on a missile!"
9. Another fun library moment - a coworker of mine is a true librarian. In like the truest sense. A patron returned a book - big picure of Lana Turner on the cover. She picks up the book and says, "look at this binding!" "Yeah, who's that on the cover?" "I don't know, I was just admiring the binding." I noticed. But I love this woman. She's great with the patrons and answered every one of my stupid questions during training.
10. Fun reference questions I've had lately - "what is the average salary of an roman emporer?"
"what is the opposite of pianissimo?"
"when does that green lantern movie come out?" He asked mainly because I was wearing a green lantern shirt. I wear fun shirts when I'm an aid.
11. Got to play video games with my niece and nephew - TMNT mostly. We love it - and while hitting robots with my big stick (i'm donatello...always. we have our usual characters. joe likes to fly so he's mikey. mandy likes red so she's rafael.) I frequented the response "yeah! stick that in your speedo jacuzzi bob!" thank you Big Bang Theory.
12. I got to catch up on The Closer - I'm about to watch the new one right now - and NCIS when I went home so that was nice. I liked serious Tony in this one. I thought he was pulling a prank, good ending, good ending.
13. Isn't it unlucky to end on 13? Oh well. I'm taking the chance. I'm off for the night to watch The Closer and Castle. Then more work tomorrow, hooray! I'm crazy. It's official.
ps- why is the bad guy from ncis and literally every other show he's in watching robots break through walls on the directv commercials? isn't he in jail? didn't they just lock him up?

Sketch and Edit Decorate a Tree

Today was awesome. Only had to work until 1 then I met up with my grad advisor and we basically planned out the next couple years of my life. Serious weight off my mind. I'm still freaking out about the whole grad school thing but knowing which classes to take and when helps a lot.
Tomorrow is back to work as usual, but in the mean time here's another Sketch and Edit to get you into the holiday spirit. This was actually the first one I ever wrote. It's kind of funny that this is where they originated and it went on from here. Hope you enjoy.


Sketch and Edit Decorate a tree

S – “Got the lights?”
E – “Check.”
S – “Tinsel?”
E – “Check.”
S – “Ornaments?”
E – “Check.”
S – “Booze?”
E – “Check.” *gets on chair*
S – “You’re not going to fall again this year are you?”
E – “That was one time! Two years ago! You were the one that spiked my cocoa! I was helpless.”
S – “You took out the tree!”
E – “Again, you spiked my drink.”
S – “You crushed the ornaments!”
E – “They were ugly, still your fault.”
S – “You killed the reindeer!”
E – “They were staring at me, again your fault.”
S – “Then the lights went psycho and caught the tree on fire.”
E – “Which I successfully put out!”
S – “With the tree skirt!”
E – “It was in grabbing distance.”
S – “Now the tree doesn’t even stand straight anymore.”
E – “Still your fault.”
S – “And it makes the room smell like smoke.”
E – “New tradition, part of the Christmas spirit.”
S – “We need a new star.”
E – “Why?”
S – “Because this one’s old and cracked from when it broke your fall.”
E – “Can I light it on fire?”
S – “Sure pyro…as long as you stay away from the house…”
E – “Sweet!”
S – “Be sure to grab the hose to put out the grass fire!”
E – “Haha, very funny.” *grabs matches, lights on fire, drops it, starts grass fire* “Crap!”


ps- Apparently I say the word "crap" a lot at work which Chris thinks is funny and Superwoman also said it so he claims it stands for Chris Really Acts Professional. Gotta love fun coworkers.