Fair warning this post will most likely last 5 minutes maximum.
It's only 11 and I've already fallen asleep twice.
Apparently getting only 3 hours of sleep is bad for your body, and can only last so long even if you did manage to cover that during the day with 3 cups of coffee and a mountain dew.
But today was worth it, there were multiple jump-up-in-the-air-and-fist-pump moments.
Starting this morning with a kickass meeting with the Library Goddess. The both of us losing our voices - but mine is always like that pre-8AM. I was waiting to get crap for it but as hers was gone too it was more amusing than anything else.
Remember that rebuttal email that I wrote last night that took me like an hour? It was worth it. Seriously. It's not to have supervisors excited about your ideas, so excited in fact that they stand up for them. So it's looking good for library golf, but the process is still in the early planning stages. A lot can change, though as long as we're not restricted to the 4th floor I'll be happy.
I still suck at Scratched vs. More Scratched, BossLady dominated again.
Oh and we had our Thursday Afternoon Meeting today for youth services talking about some Summer Readin specifics and the like. That's where the title came from, there's always some interest snacks involved with that group.
I'm back to Lie To Me. But I'm off tomorrow so I'm thinking I'll throw in People Like Us and crash yet again soon.
Excited for a day off tomorrow, sleeping in, have nothing but a meeting in the afternoon and then dinner with the boyfriend's family after. Stoked for some great Mexican food. Best leftovers ever.
What else from today?
I did manage to find something for the boyfriend for Valentine's Day, however I can't post about it but I will keep you posted as it goes.
I'm really not good at all that stuff - Valentine's Day has never been my strong point cause I've never really been excited about celebrating it.
Granted my reason was always something to the effect that I didn't have anyone worthy that I would like to celebrate it with. Which is obviously changed so now I kind of look forward to it.
But the present is cool so I hope he likes it.
Alright, that's all I got. Sleep is near. Listen to these and crash yourself.
Songs stuck in my head all day:
and yes i'm aware i've posted these both within the past few months. didn't stop them from being in my head all day.
Scream and Shout - will.i.am & Britney Spears
except there were only parts of these songs that i sang over and over, this one being 1:10-1:13 which of course you can't sing out loud. didn't stop me from jamming to it in my head at the desk.
Keep Your Hands To Yourself - George Satellites
it was 0:29-0:33 for this one.
out.
I could write a blog. I have thoughts.
Life at the library, adventures with friends and other hysterics...
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Thursday, February 7, 2013
Sunday, July 22, 2012
don't hand me no lines and keep your hands to yourself...
Saw some old friends at church this morning.
Kid I grew up with who's getting married soon and my Delayed...Reaction partner who is going to make a teen camp appearance, but just for a day. Probably not enough time to write a song and film it, but it'll still be fun to jam out for a while.
We didn't write a song last year, as he is all grown up and married now I'll have to find a new partner and revamp D...R.
Cause it's just not D...R without him.
He's the Hamilton to my Jane Fraser, seriously man.
Anyway, after that was the extended family extravaganza.
And I'm awful because I could maybe tell you the names of about 10 people there total and they all sat at my table.
Except my great aunt.
But we had fun, joked around with my brother, favorite (and only) sister-in-law and their kids, plus my mentor, parentals, and my uncle the artist and his wife.
Gotta send a shout-out his way as he actually reads this thing.
Got some good advice from him and his wife today about the stress madness that will be this fall/spring.
I'll get through it, got a lot of people rooting for me.
After that it was all HeeHaw.
For serious, I went home and worked on skits and then Dad got there and was like, "I taped a bunch of HeeHaw episodes and have them set up for you."
He neglected to mention that "a bunch" meant 62 episodes, all set so that when I hit play they immediately started the "where oh where" skit.
He either really loves me or he really loves HeeHaw.
I got through about half of them and left with about 15 minutes of HeeHaw recordings on my phone.
It would have been 20 but my phone went, "seriously?" and decided to freeze instead.
Anyway, spent about an hour listening and typing them up, plus transcribing the ones that Dad had already written out.
I didn't know it was possible to have worse handwriting than my own.
Even Mentor makes fun of my handwriting and she was the one that taught me how to write in the first place!!
My Kindergarten-like 3rd grade teacher (plus art and english after that) now turned fellow camp Skits & Worship leader.
Who keeps wanting to pass the baton, but I will have none of it.
Cause she will forever be the mentor.
We attempted to write a song last year and ended up with just another verse to "Oh Lord of Light".
You can read 2G's version of that here: My Life in Closed Captions: 2G's version of Oh Lord of Light
Not the one we taught the kids, but it's the one that 2G took away from the experience.
Not the one we taught the kids, but it's the one that 2G took away from the experience.
Speaking of 2G, the golf tourney is quickly approaching. It's on man, we practiced and everything. I even bought some tall tees and bright yellow Spongebob golf balls.
Because he annoys me which will motivate me to beat him to a pulp and hit him farther.
Alright, I'm all skits'd out. I'll finish them tomorrow.
Or the next day.
Or Thursday night like always.
But that's okay cause I'll be there earlier this year and I'll bring my printer like last year. So much easier to pass out copies when you have more than one.
"Keep Your Hands To Yourself" Georgia Satellites
song just reminds me of Sweet Home Alabama
"you have a baby. in a bar."
"you have a baby. in a bar."
Gonna turn on some Wipeout and crash.
Ha.
You can take the girl out of the honky tonk, but you can't take the honky tonk out of the girl.
You can take the girl out of the honky tonk, but you can't take the honky tonk out of the girl.
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