My McDonald's is cooler than your McDonald's.

Sure, I had to wait for my Southwest Chicken Salad - order same every time - but they gave me free icecream and a coupon for free food.

So, take that.

Aside from that today sucked.

I mean, work was alright.

And I'm okay now.

But between work and now has been ridiculous.

So remember my whole curtains thing?

And how I have them.

And they've been laying on my foosball table for two years now?

So, Mom bought me a rod attached to brackets that extend out farther than the blinds.

And at a glance it looked like it was long enough across, so I called and asked if tomorrow maintenance could come and set it up.

Then, upon further inspection, the rod is about 4 inches too short.

So, in a panic, I run to Lowe's.

But see, I already have a rod, I just don't have brackets that extend far enough away from the wall, so I figured I could buy longer ones and they would work with the rod that I have.

Turns out that the rod is too big for the brackets.

Like the divot isn't wide enough for the pole to lay in.

So then I had to go back and get another rod.

Turns out the rod I bought - when I went back - didn't extend long enough either.

So I had to go back again.

This time I bought a longer one, that extends and it fits in the brackets.

So there was much rejoicing.

After there was an excessive amount of four letter variety.

I'm sure my neighbors were alarmed.

But it's done now.

And Oldest Sister and Squirt made an appearance in support.

I gave her her Doctor Who Where's Waldo book I had ordered for her.

It's pretty exciting.

Gotta keep up the favorite aunt status.

Anyway, I had all these plans that I was going to clean the apartment and then start some homework but since I'm was so frustrated I probably would have broken things or wrote nothing but angst I figured I'd take the night off and do it tomorrow.

Don't have to go in until 4, so from the time I'm up, the time I go to work - for 2 hours - and then after 'til the time I go to bed I have to write up the presentation for Thursday.

10 minute speech, I can ramblenation it.

The undergrads find me amusing.

Not sure why.

But they're grading us.

Sort of.

So I'll be informative and charming and fly through it.

After I like puke beforehand cause I hate public speaking.

Literally makes me nauseous and like shaking and all that.

Which is weird, cause I did drama in high school.

And I was in English major in college which meant a lot of presentations.

And now I work in public service.

But still, I hate it.

Just makes me nervous.

I don't remember what else I was going to talk about, let me scroll up.

Salad, curtains, Lowe's, family, grad school, oh right, work.

So yeah, work was alright, I guess.

Typical Sunday.

Except I was supposed to train 3 GoPo's today, but only 1 showed up.

Not my problem.

It's their responsibility to get their 20 hours of volunteering done by May. If they don't show up for a preapproved time, then it's on them to set up another, or find somewhere else to volunteer.

The one I had was fantastic.

Did some computer stuff, then ran a Lost in Transit list...

Which is basically a list of stuff that went missing during delivery from branch to branch.

Most things were improperly checked in.

Or never made it to delivery in the first place.

Either way they go on a list and we have awesome volunteers who run them.

Lost in Transit.

That was gonna be our band name at the home branch.

Pretty sure that's in here somewhere...oh yeah: Joe Studley and the Lost In Transit

He still hates that nickname.

Wow, when posts were short.

What happened to those days anyway?

Makes me want to look over my old stuff and figured out if that was a rare occurrence or when all this rambling was triggered.

I know, I know, at birth. Shutup.

Speaking of birth, Mom came in today.

Brought me my jacket.

That I left at the music mentor's benefit yesterday.

Funny story, so I left my jacket there, yeah, but see I always keep my wallet in my jacket pocket.

But for some weird reason that morning I took my wallet out of my jacket pocket and put it in my pants pocket instead.

Which I never do.

So someone was watching out for me, cause I wouldn't have gotten far without that.

What else from today?

Got to work with some cool people. Team Awesome was reunited for a few hours....Queen of the Known Universe won, ugh, in our stats competition. Think she beat me by like 3 points, but to be fair she did have like 30 minutes more public service than me cause I was training the GoPo. Who knows, I could have gotten 4 points in those 30 minutes and then I would've dominated.

I already owe people candybars cause stupid Louisville beat my Shockers.

Ugh.

Oh well, I figured Louisville will win it all after they beat Duke like they did. Injury and all.

But Wordie is all for Michigan so we'll see how that goes.

Alright, and that was my day, so let's skip to the music so I can crash.

Hoping maintenance doesn't get here at 8AM tomorrow.

Setting my alarm for 9.

Now watch, they won't get here 'til 2.

Hurt So Good - Carly Rae Jepsen

i know, i know, but it's catchy. not as catchy as call me maybe, but close.

Feel good. Feel good. Feel good. Feel good.

Remember yesterday when I said I was going to "brave the lab"?

I braved it.

And then some.

Cause you know what happens when you get on a roll.

It all started first hour. Showed up at 9, started cleaning keyboards and screens at 9:05, finished the lab at exactly 10:04 when the stampede began up the stairs.

Missed it by that much.

Yes, the second the doors open to the public there are like 10, okay more like 20, people that all run up the stairs to get to the computer lab and the filtered outside the lab.

Not so much the express 15 minute ones.

Anyway, they were gross. I won't go into details because I don't want to scar you for life.

But yeah, gross.

Super, uber gross.

And sadly according to Fearless Leader it had just been done a few months ago.

So after that came desk stuff and all that, ran a Lost in Transit list which reminded me of myself and my home branch coworkers' plan to form a band and call ourselves the "Joe Studley and the Lost in Transit". Listed all the instruments we can play between the, well at the time there were 7 of us, but that was as far as it got.

After lunch I got tired of walking past three carts overflowing with crap and I had a free hour so I cleaned more and got it down to one highly organized cart against the wall so there's space.

Huzzah.

Then went back to search lists, and checking in. At that point I was ready to fall over so I took a break, told Queen of the Known Universe to wake me in 15 minutes and crashed on the basement floor. Unbeknownst to me that responsibility was passed on to Girlscout once QOTKU's break was over.

The thing was though when I heard her get up I set my alarm to make sure I'd wake up and when it went off I headed upstairs forcing Girlscout to track me down to make sure I was conscious and all that.

If I'd known I would have given her the headsup though it was rather amusing.

One thing I learned: basement floor, not so comfortable though surprisingly more sanitary than the computer lab.

After that I went back to check-in and youth services avoiding a tiny screaming child.

That's meant to be interpreted as a tiny child who screams, not a child screaming "tiny" over and over again.

Finished work, came home to watch "Man On a Ledge" Scale of Awesome says about 7/10, it was a lot better than I expected. After that I went back to editing, made a lot of progress on that lately, will work on it more tonight until I crash and pass out with my laptop on my lap with olympics on in the background.

I keep watching the men's basketball game over and over cause I want to actually watch it but I get distracted and only make it through like half of the first quarter or the last few minutes.

So yes I know what happens but that's not the point.

Speaking of points, didn't get any from Superwoman today even though I was super productive. Will have to remind her of that tomorrow.

But when I ask for points she gives me none claiming it'll make me more motivated to do even more.

A boss making me actually work and strive to be better?

Well, that's just mean.

Early morning tomorrow for a meeting with the Library Goddess to come up with a schedule and life plan and all that.

Song of the night:

Check out this cover of the Gorillaz, it's fantastic.




for the original go here:

Hello Koha!

And Ziva, my first official post from my shiny red laptop. Although it's not actually all that shiny anymore. I've had it since like I don't even remember, like 2 years ago and all I've used it for is camp stuff. Forms, schedules, website, pictures, etc. Now I have all my files transferred over - music included, that took the longest - all that's left is to hook up my ipod and it will be official. Except it can only be synced to one computer at a time and if I switch it to here it deletes everything. Which is fine because I have everything on here now. But it like deletes my playlists too. Which bites, because I have a lot of them. I know, my life is so rough. *I can hear my sister's voice saying that to her dog...or cat...who's dumb as a post...* I'll figure it out.

Okay, first day with Koha, our new fancy system at work. Yeehaw? Well, so far we're only on its offline component since not everything has transitioned from the other system. So I got to spend the day staring at barcodes. No names, no titles, just barcodes. Oh, and I hit "enter" a lot. That was exciting.
Plus sent out the motherload of all explanation emails. But no one else was doing it. I mean, Superwoman set us up with some basic guidelines but then she left and all this other stuff came up. So I man-ed up. Or Woman-ed up. Let's go with that. Female solidarity and all that crap we say when we're playing softball. "Back up! Their women can hit!" my favorite quote from another team's pitcher.

Anyway, I basically came up with detailed instructions about what to do with all the stuff that was incoming to our branch and outgoing and all that while we can't check anything in or process any holds. Then sent it to the whole branch - but just the one, not all the staff at all the branches, that would be horrifying. I did that once about a missing item and am still spazzed out.
After all that joy I spent the rest of the afternoon in the backroom organizing the delivery, packing up donations and avoiding that dude that is trying to find a loophole on getting me to date him. Mentioned here: My Life in Closed Captions: This Magnet Moment... I don't date patrons! Well, not anymore. Just say no. That's what "big brother" coworker says. So I told him no, I don't date patrons. Now he's looking for a loophole. So, while he tries to find that, I'll continue to avoid him. Which is why this afternoon, after I separated all the delivery on to carts, I decided it was time to pack up the donations. And it worked!...until I ran out of tape. It was funny, because I really wanted to get through them all because we're going to need the space, so I scavenged the supply cabinets and found ducttape! But then I ran out of that too. Which sucked. So half the donations are boxed up and the rest are still on the shelf.
I had avoided him all afternoon until I ran out of tape - the second time - but as I was emailing Space Cadet, as she is in charge of supplies, I could see him coming to the desk out of the corner of my eye.
He comes to the side of the desk,
I get up,
go to the other desk,
open a drawer,
look for an imaginary object,
don't find one,
see him coming to that desk out of the corner of my eye,
also see Joe Studley approaching on my other side,
I turn around and head back to the original desk when I hear,
"Can I help you?" Not the person he was wanting to talk to but it'll do.
Aww, Joe Studley. My hero. He's the lead singer in our work band, btw - "Joe Studley and the Lost in Transit". Mentioned here: My Life in Closed Captions: Joe Studley and the Lost in Transit

Aside from barcodes, emails, delivery, donations and avoidance I don't think there was much else. Oh wait, I forgot. Barf chips and Face Aerobics. That pretty much sums up my day. Haha. I found the "barf chips", as someone had labeled the deodorizer stuff, when I was searching for tape - the first time - and the Face Aerobics was a VHS tape part of the donations. I didn't know there was such a thing as Face Aerobics. But apparently there were all the rage in the exercise scene. Back when VHS was still a viable format. I'm joking. I don't know anything about exercise trends. But I do own a bicycle. That counts right? Nevermind that it only has one wheel. Which is more of a long story. That I think I've told you already as well. My Life in Closed Captions: "Cause even after three text messages, four missed... Yep. Definitely told you before.
Crime-ony. Have I seriously been blogging since November? I'm going to run out of amusing anecdotes here soon. Next it will be all, "this one time, at the library..." That was my best American Pie impression.

I'm going to hit you with a music rec (or 2) before I crash and burn. Songs for the day, aka the ones blaring in my headphones while I boxed donations in the back, are older. Not like old but older.

Coldplay "Yellow"

and yes, second sister, i am currently singing jimmy fallon's troll doll lyrics.
I actually like Coldplay. I think this was their first major hit that put them on the board. Definitely worth listening to.

The Beatles "I Saw Her Standing There" performed live in '64

"How could I dance with her mother when I saw her standing there...." WHAT?! You mean those aren't the words?! Kidding. I sing it like that anyway, it's more amusing that way.


Out!

Joe Studley and the Lost in Transit

So we decided to form a band today at work. I did the lost in transit list and we discussed how that would be a cool band name so the QofA is gonna play flute, my Glee-loving boss will play trumpet, my other boss is gonna play piano, I'll play guitar and Joe Studley is gonna be our lead singer. He's gonna do impressions of his favorite bands, we think it'd be exciting. Now all we need is a drummer. But we'll call ourselves "Joe Studley and the Lost in Transit" or just "Lost in Transit" I'm partial to the Joe Studley version just because that nickname is so funny. He used it to describe someone and now it's sticking to him. Am I the only one who hasn't heard that expression before?

Music rec of the day:
"Something good can work" by Two Door Cinema Club

very catchy song, even though they look like they're thirteen.



Superwoman told me she was proud of me today. That's all I got.