Aw, the home branch.
Got the message from Julie but I was in the shower so I didn't get there 'til 11:30.
Which is the time I was supposed to start at the work branch anyway.
Interesting day at the work branch as it was our 50th anniversary celebration.
With 3 employees working.
To cover that entire building.
Stuffed with people.
At least I hope it was stuffed cause it is kind of a big thing.
But then again I hope it wasn't stuffed cause then I'd feel bad for the New Girl, BossLady, and Slim Shady.
And no I didn't realize those rhymed until I typed them.
I'm sure it was fine. Enough people to cover both floors.
Oh well, I got to spend my day with Space Cadet. Which is always entertaining.
We debate and then she slips me recipes.
Today it was french toast.
But there wasn't as much debate as usual. Though really not a lot of debates can top who would win in a fight: a snow leopard or a sea cow.
Long story, Go here: I guess I'll go home it's late. There'll be tomorrow night, but wait...
Meanwhile the boyfriend is still sleeping with my big fat cat on his stomach.
Did I mention we got home super late?
But he works nights so he needs to sleep during the day. And as he couldn't last night I let him sleep.
Cause it would suck to have to switch back and forth like that.
It was amusing when I came home with lunch at 3:15 and he was still konked out. Though he was awake when I got home around 6:15. Ate supper, watched a movie and he headed to work.
Tomorrow is margaritas and fajitas with the Cool Aunt but first is work. I get to go in an hour late but I still need to konk out soon.
So, on to the music.
Christmas Music That Doesn't Suck: Day Three
Christmas Wrapping - The Donnas
love their song "take it off" but haven't heard anything out of them since.
last year's was the original - aka the Waitresses - but the one I grew up on is still the spice girls, maybe next year.
Santa Claus is Coming To Town - Michael Buble
michael buble can sing anything. except maybe rap. though i'd like to see him try.
last year's i believe was from the glee soundtrack.
Let It Snow - Frank Sinatra
you can never go wrong with the classics and frank is the epitome of classic.
last year's was michael buble - big surprise there
For last year's Day Three go here
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Sunday, December 16, 2012
Friday, April 6, 2012
You say stop and I say go, go, go!
What is it national "let's drive like an idiot" week?
Yesterday almost got smashed into four times by four different people.
Today was more of the same, truck driver swerves on the interstate to pull over in the middle of nowhere plus the guy directly behind me slamming on his breaks.
And then he rides my tail right after it.
Wouldn't you think to like back off if something like that just happened?
To be more cautious?
Whatever.
Fearless Leader might just be an honorary space cadet.
As in the Sleep-Deprived Space Cadets.
Which is me and Space Cadet #1. As in the one who called me dirt. Long story go here: My Life in Closed Captions: What if the Hokey Pokey really IS what it's all ab...
Cause the both of us are very spaced out in the morning, today Fearless Leader and myself were very spacey throughout the day.
But we got the job done and done well so it's okay.
It's just one of those it's Friday and almost the weekend and it's a holiday weekend so you have all these other thoughts on your mind through the day.
Anyway, it was a good day.
Swimming in a sea of estrogen, not a male employee on the floor at all today which was weird. Like apocalypse 25 man.
That's what Slim Shady and I say every time we get to work together.
Which is like never.
I think we're up to 25 as of today and we've been working there for about two years.
Anyway, I got to work with her and Fearless Leader and Girlscout and The New Girl, all of which happen maybe once every couple weeks.
Maybe.
So having a whole day was almost a shock factor.
Maybe that's what made the day feel spacey.
After the spacey stuff I headed out for dinner with the boyfriend.
We were originally going to see Titanic but the theater hours there are weird so we hit up Applebees instead. Good food, and highly amusing because he knows people wherever we go.
The man's a popular dude.
We talked nicknames, swing dancing and his hatred for the song "Wild, Wild West" by Escape Club. Apparently if there is a wedding it will be on the "no play" list.
After dinner we jammed for a while, drove around town then I headed out for the parentals.
Tomorrow means helping the "easter bunny" stuff eggs meanwhile getting my car fixed as there is something up with the tire. And at some point I have a bunch of movies checked out that I should watch - stoked for Tinker Tailor Soldier Spy, got both the original with Alec Guinness and the new one as Gary Oldman rocks.
"Hello Goodbye" The Beatles
i'm sorry but in what decade were those clothes fashionable?
makes me wonder if in ten years from now we'll look back and be like "what were they thinking?"
i feel like paul is seducing the camera throughout the song which makes me laugh.
but then i'm like, what's the name of the dude next to him? cause you got paul, john, ringo and...??? i'm sure he went on to do great things but at the moment i'm totally blanking. will have to google it later.
Yesterday almost got smashed into four times by four different people.
Today was more of the same, truck driver swerves on the interstate to pull over in the middle of nowhere plus the guy directly behind me slamming on his breaks.
And then he rides my tail right after it.
Wouldn't you think to like back off if something like that just happened?
To be more cautious?
Whatever.
Fearless Leader might just be an honorary space cadet.
As in the Sleep-Deprived Space Cadets.
Which is me and Space Cadet #1. As in the one who called me dirt. Long story go here: My Life in Closed Captions: What if the Hokey Pokey really IS what it's all ab...
Cause the both of us are very spaced out in the morning, today Fearless Leader and myself were very spacey throughout the day.
But we got the job done and done well so it's okay.
It's just one of those it's Friday and almost the weekend and it's a holiday weekend so you have all these other thoughts on your mind through the day.
Anyway, it was a good day.
Swimming in a sea of estrogen, not a male employee on the floor at all today which was weird. Like apocalypse 25 man.
That's what Slim Shady and I say every time we get to work together.
Which is like never.
I think we're up to 25 as of today and we've been working there for about two years.
Anyway, I got to work with her and Fearless Leader and Girlscout and The New Girl, all of which happen maybe once every couple weeks.
Maybe.
So having a whole day was almost a shock factor.
Maybe that's what made the day feel spacey.
After the spacey stuff I headed out for dinner with the boyfriend.
We were originally going to see Titanic but the theater hours there are weird so we hit up Applebees instead. Good food, and highly amusing because he knows people wherever we go.
The man's a popular dude.
We talked nicknames, swing dancing and his hatred for the song "Wild, Wild West" by Escape Club. Apparently if there is a wedding it will be on the "no play" list.
After dinner we jammed for a while, drove around town then I headed out for the parentals.
Tomorrow means helping the "easter bunny" stuff eggs meanwhile getting my car fixed as there is something up with the tire. And at some point I have a bunch of movies checked out that I should watch - stoked for Tinker Tailor Soldier Spy, got both the original with Alec Guinness and the new one as Gary Oldman rocks.
"Hello Goodbye" The Beatles
i'm sorry but in what decade were those clothes fashionable?
makes me wonder if in ten years from now we'll look back and be like "what were they thinking?"
i feel like paul is seducing the camera throughout the song which makes me laugh.
but then i'm like, what's the name of the dude next to him? cause you got paul, john, ringo and...??? i'm sure he went on to do great things but at the moment i'm totally blanking. will have to google it later.
Saturday, February 25, 2012
"What's grad school? Is that like college for old people?"
a kid so lovingly asked me yesterday at the tournament.
No son, that's like school for crazy people.
Cause we go back voluntarily.
So there's gotta be something going on in our headspace.
Especially when it involves getting together with classmates and working on homework until 1AM.
But we're halfway there! I'm gonna pick up takeout and we'll finish tomorrow night after work.
Which is good, as it's due tomorrow night.
Then we'll be done for another couple days. Before we have other assignments to move on to.
Like presentations.
Should start on that, huh?
Eh, I've got a week to come up with something.
It's only like a 3 minute speech, I'll come up with a powerpoint and wing it. But that's for a later date.
Today was pretty good. I got to jam all day with Space Cadet!
Remember how we have random debates and pick up useless information?
Famous debates include:
-Who would win in a fight, a sea cow or a snow leopard? My Life in Closed Captions: I guess I'll go on home, it's late. There'll be to...
-the volume level of my headphones, also in the above post,
-and of course my hair color was always subject to debate. My Life in Closed Captions: To dye, or not to dye? That is the question.
My favorite useless information so far is probably that in 1865, in the war between Uruguay and Brazil, one of Uruguay's ships ran out of cannon balls so they fired chunks of stale Dutch cheese out of the cannons. One of them dismasted an enemy ship and killed two sailors.
Add these to the list:
-Giant panda bears are actually considered to be part of the raccoon family, not the bear family.
-During WW2 the US Air Force captured millions of bats, and planned to make them carry tiny bombs, fly into buildings and explode. But the war ended before that could happen.
-A pound of feathers actually weighs more than a pound of gold, but it has something to do with how much is in a pound - they have different measurement units.
-"July" was named after Julius Caesar by Mark Antony.
-Lewis P. Toppel invented a coughing cigarette box back in 1972 so that when you opened the pack a hacking noise came out to defer people from smoking.
There are more, but I'll spare you.
We are truly Sleep-Deprived Space Cadets.
AND NOW people can officially say we're not the brightest bulbs in the bunch cause it took us until about 1PM to realize, "hey, it's kinda dark in here."
Yep. Two banks of lights directly above the desk were out half the day.
Brilliance at work there, but nobody noticed.
It didn't affect them anyway, it was just above the desk.
We pulled it off. Though she turned it on shortly after. No fun.
Quote of the night:
Sketch: "Is lesson planning while drinking wrong?"
Edit: "Depends on what you're planning. Religion yes, art no."
Sketch: "Are you saying my art looks like I've been drinking? ... Jesus MADE the booze at the party!"
Clips of the night:
So, on shuffle tonight I got hit with "Bye Bye Bye" by N'Sync and all I could think of was this.
2009 Jabbawockeez at halftime of CIT
ah, college memories. that was my english partner.
CIT as in Concordia Invitational Tournament - basketball - and they had a talent show to determine who would compete during the halftime of the championship game.
The baseball boys got beat out by these guys:
2009 CUNE football team dancing to Womanizer and Single Ladies
i especially like number 4, he gets pretty into it.
And I'm out. Big day tomorrow - sleep then work then homework tomorrow. Plus I'm totally missing Grams' birthday party, though technically her birthday isn't until the 28th. I'll stop by then.
It was amusing, I was there last year on her birthday - it was myself, the Cool Aunt, Kyle and Grams. The Cool Aunt has some serious cake-cutting skills, even if they don't involve straight lines.
No son, that's like school for crazy people.
Cause we go back voluntarily.
So there's gotta be something going on in our headspace.
Especially when it involves getting together with classmates and working on homework until 1AM.
But we're halfway there! I'm gonna pick up takeout and we'll finish tomorrow night after work.
Which is good, as it's due tomorrow night.
Then we'll be done for another couple days. Before we have other assignments to move on to.
Like presentations.
Should start on that, huh?
Eh, I've got a week to come up with something.
It's only like a 3 minute speech, I'll come up with a powerpoint and wing it. But that's for a later date.
Today was pretty good. I got to jam all day with Space Cadet!
Remember how we have random debates and pick up useless information?
Famous debates include:
-Who would win in a fight, a sea cow or a snow leopard? My Life in Closed Captions: I guess I'll go on home, it's late. There'll be to...
-the volume level of my headphones, also in the above post,
-and of course my hair color was always subject to debate. My Life in Closed Captions: To dye, or not to dye? That is the question.
My favorite useless information so far is probably that in 1865, in the war between Uruguay and Brazil, one of Uruguay's ships ran out of cannon balls so they fired chunks of stale Dutch cheese out of the cannons. One of them dismasted an enemy ship and killed two sailors.
Add these to the list:
-Giant panda bears are actually considered to be part of the raccoon family, not the bear family.
-During WW2 the US Air Force captured millions of bats, and planned to make them carry tiny bombs, fly into buildings and explode. But the war ended before that could happen.
-A pound of feathers actually weighs more than a pound of gold, but it has something to do with how much is in a pound - they have different measurement units.
-"July" was named after Julius Caesar by Mark Antony.
-Lewis P. Toppel invented a coughing cigarette box back in 1972 so that when you opened the pack a hacking noise came out to defer people from smoking.
There are more, but I'll spare you.
We are truly Sleep-Deprived Space Cadets.
AND NOW people can officially say we're not the brightest bulbs in the bunch cause it took us until about 1PM to realize, "hey, it's kinda dark in here."
Yep. Two banks of lights directly above the desk were out half the day.
Brilliance at work there, but nobody noticed.
It didn't affect them anyway, it was just above the desk.
We pulled it off. Though she turned it on shortly after. No fun.
Quote of the night:
Sketch: "Is lesson planning while drinking wrong?"
Edit: "Depends on what you're planning. Religion yes, art no."
Sketch: "Are you saying my art looks like I've been drinking? ... Jesus MADE the booze at the party!"
Clips of the night:
So, on shuffle tonight I got hit with "Bye Bye Bye" by N'Sync and all I could think of was this.
2009 Jabbawockeez at halftime of CIT
ah, college memories. that was my english partner.
CIT as in Concordia Invitational Tournament - basketball - and they had a talent show to determine who would compete during the halftime of the championship game.
The baseball boys got beat out by these guys:
2009 CUNE football team dancing to Womanizer and Single Ladies
i especially like number 4, he gets pretty into it.
And I'm out. Big day tomorrow - sleep then work then homework tomorrow. Plus I'm totally missing Grams' birthday party, though technically her birthday isn't until the 28th. I'll stop by then.
It was amusing, I was there last year on her birthday - it was myself, the Cool Aunt, Kyle and Grams. The Cool Aunt has some serious cake-cutting skills, even if they don't involve straight lines.
Friday, February 24, 2012
"The guy in stripes is not on your team."
So, grade school basketball tournament was today at my high school.
I went out there in the morning and jammed out all day watching Bubby and Squirt kick some butt. They won 2 out of 3. Bubby was a rebounding machine, and Squirt volleyball spiked the ball out of a chick's hands when she went up to shoot, it was hysterical.
No foul, it was all ball. I told Juwanna she would have been proud.
So, after all that joy came what we were all waiting for
the Called Worker vs. Alumni annual basketball game.
They used to have it every year, but for some reason it's been 9 years since the last time and they've brought it back. Our guess was that they finally have enough young and agile faculty so they have a fighting chance.
The "Called Workers" are basically - we're Lutheran, I went to a Lutheran high school, and to be a teacher at a Lutheran school you go through the whole education program, get your degree and then you get what is called a "call" to go somewhere. You can get sent all over the place.
So the "Called Workers" were basically faculty at the high school and surrounding grade schools that came to the tournament today. Lots of teachers.
vs. the Alumni, or Alum-Knights if you will.
The final score speaks for itself.
Domination.
You know what's sad about those 96 points? At least 40 of them were all from one guy. Loberger is a three-point machine. It's ridiculous, he hit at least 10. AT LEAST.
Juwanna scored 7, hit a 3 from the top of the key. That's my roommate, the star point guard. Still holds half the records on the board and we graduated in 2006.
I didn't play as I'm not the "athlete" I was or wasn't a long long time ago. I got softball, that's all I need. So I took a lot of pictures, they'll hit Facebook later this weekend.
Things I learned tonight from the surrounding crowd:
-The lady behind me doing commentary was fantastic, and even snarkier than myself. Plus she was alumni, so that rocked. She wanted to steal the buzzer. I told her she should hit it twice every time there was an airball. Like "AIR"...."BALL!!!"
She said she's throw in a "Nice"..."Pass!!" for all of the crappy ones as well.
-"The guy in stripes is not on your team." no matter how many times you try to throw the ball to him. I'm talking to you faculty.
-When a ball rolls around the rim and falls out it's called a "carnival roll". No explanation was given.
So, after the game came the celebration. Hit up the one and only bar in town.
Since I still have that whole nauseous all the time thing going for me I didn't drink a lot, which actually made for an interesting experience.
Usually when you're drinking the same amount of alcohol as the people around you you don't notice things like when you start getting louder, or start singing, or making fun of the people at the bar far too loudly.
Though they were questionable.
It was definitely a night to remember as we were joined by our high school basketball coaches. It was only right to end the night with them as we were back at our old stomping grounds.
I talked the boyfriend into joining us, and though high school was not his favorite place in life - by far - he loves me. So he came. Said I was worth it and bought me a drink.
After debating hot celebrities, talking reality TV - Swamp People and Teen Mom (which makes me laugh so hard cause they're obsessed), singing some Beastie Boys, and watching Juwanna dominate her boyfriend in an arm-wrestling competition we called it a night and headed home.
Now I'm exhausted and I work all day tomorrow.
Though I'm stoked! Far more stoked than the average sane normal person should be stoked to go in on a Saturday. But I get to work with SPACE CADET!!
Do you know how long it's been since I've worked with Space Cadet?!?!
Like September...maybe October. Ridiculous.
The only time I see her is when I'm off and stop by on my way home, as we close at 6 and they're there until 8.
So I'm stoked.
And now I'm out. Turn on some Chuck and konk out.
"Fight For Your Right" The Beastie Boys
that's a serious amount of pie.
I went out there in the morning and jammed out all day watching Bubby and Squirt kick some butt. They won 2 out of 3. Bubby was a rebounding machine, and Squirt volleyball spiked the ball out of a chick's hands when she went up to shoot, it was hysterical.
No foul, it was all ball. I told Juwanna she would have been proud.
So, after all that joy came what we were all waiting for
the Called Worker vs. Alumni annual basketball game.
They used to have it every year, but for some reason it's been 9 years since the last time and they've brought it back. Our guess was that they finally have enough young and agile faculty so they have a fighting chance.
The "Called Workers" are basically - we're Lutheran, I went to a Lutheran high school, and to be a teacher at a Lutheran school you go through the whole education program, get your degree and then you get what is called a "call" to go somewhere. You can get sent all over the place.
So the "Called Workers" were basically faculty at the high school and surrounding grade schools that came to the tournament today. Lots of teachers.
vs. the Alumni, or Alum-Knights if you will.
The final score speaks for itself.
Domination.
You know what's sad about those 96 points? At least 40 of them were all from one guy. Loberger is a three-point machine. It's ridiculous, he hit at least 10. AT LEAST.
Juwanna scored 7, hit a 3 from the top of the key. That's my roommate, the star point guard. Still holds half the records on the board and we graduated in 2006.
I didn't play as I'm not the "athlete" I was or wasn't a long long time ago. I got softball, that's all I need. So I took a lot of pictures, they'll hit Facebook later this weekend.
Things I learned tonight from the surrounding crowd:
-The lady behind me doing commentary was fantastic, and even snarkier than myself. Plus she was alumni, so that rocked. She wanted to steal the buzzer. I told her she should hit it twice every time there was an airball. Like "AIR"...."BALL!!!"
She said she's throw in a "Nice"..."Pass!!" for all of the crappy ones as well.
-"The guy in stripes is not on your team." no matter how many times you try to throw the ball to him. I'm talking to you faculty.
-When a ball rolls around the rim and falls out it's called a "carnival roll". No explanation was given.
So, after the game came the celebration. Hit up the one and only bar in town.
Since I still have that whole nauseous all the time thing going for me I didn't drink a lot, which actually made for an interesting experience.
Usually when you're drinking the same amount of alcohol as the people around you you don't notice things like when you start getting louder, or start singing, or making fun of the people at the bar far too loudly.
Though they were questionable.
It was definitely a night to remember as we were joined by our high school basketball coaches. It was only right to end the night with them as we were back at our old stomping grounds.
I talked the boyfriend into joining us, and though high school was not his favorite place in life - by far - he loves me. So he came. Said I was worth it and bought me a drink.
After debating hot celebrities, talking reality TV - Swamp People and Teen Mom (which makes me laugh so hard cause they're obsessed), singing some Beastie Boys, and watching Juwanna dominate her boyfriend in an arm-wrestling competition we called it a night and headed home.
Now I'm exhausted and I work all day tomorrow.
Though I'm stoked! Far more stoked than the average sane normal person should be stoked to go in on a Saturday. But I get to work with SPACE CADET!!
Do you know how long it's been since I've worked with Space Cadet?!?!
Like September...maybe October. Ridiculous.
The only time I see her is when I'm off and stop by on my way home, as we close at 6 and they're there until 8.
So I'm stoked.
And now I'm out. Turn on some Chuck and konk out.
"Fight For Your Right" The Beastie Boys
that's a serious amount of pie.
Tuesday, January 24, 2012
She's just the Flavor of the Weak
It was a day of assorted celebrations.
1. I SAW SPACE CADET TODAY!!
We had this database training at a branch that a bunch of us went to - I carpooled with Superwoman which is good cause I would have gotten lost in all that construction.
It was funny cause Space Cadet walked up to Superwoman and smiled and I ran at her. Superwoman was like "I thought she was smiling at me!" I almost tackled her. We sat together for the presentation. It was pretty fun. She gave me movie tickets and coupons, she knows me all too well.
I miss my Home Branch people man, I only get to see Joe Studley when I'm there and he's fun, but he's just one member of our gang. Even the Queen of Awesome is back at work! I haven't seen her since sushi months ago!
The database presentation was actually pretty helpful. I think there were about 20 of us there, plus more go tomorrow. The dude was a little weird, kept coming up with random searches and we figured out we were the raunchy bunch. Which was amusing.
But he did bring us cupcakes. One of them was maple bacon flavored. Seriously?
There was this segment on Rachel Ray once called, "I bet you didn't know you could wrap THAT in bacon." It's times like these that I'm reminded of that.
Also when my favorite Sister-In-Law brought little smokies wrapped in bacon to trivia night. That was awesome.
The database might actually prove useful on Sketch and Edit's Excellent Adventure, I'm stoked. 3 days! Gotta find places to eat and walk around and all that.
2. Heard back about a possible Summer Reading presentation.
Our theme for teens deals with night and darkness and all that. I took a Criminology class in college and I remember a cop who came to talk to us about forensics. I got the contact info from my prof and got in touch with the cop. She got back to me today, super exciting!
Think the kids will have fun with it, it was a lot of fun in college to learn about blood spatter, fingerprints, moldings and all that.
Plus Mentor was proud of me for taking initiative.
3. Then, I got a letter from the mayor.
Yes, the mayor, congratulating me for perfect attendance in 2011. I know, right?!
I opened it and was like "what?!"
Cause I never call in sick.
And when I do get sick it's on my day off.
Freaking Coach Otte and his "it's all mental" motto.
Stuck with me.
Power through it, it's what we do.
Though I've already killed mine for this year since I've been sick already in January. Bummer man.
After all that I got to jam with my cat and watch the rest of SVU season eight. Sensei is right, not only would Stabler be gone they'd all be gone. Except maybe Munch. Cause he's more about conspiracies than violence. The season finale was huge, bringing back Ludacris who digs up all their dirty little secrets. Big ending.
And of course I have to wait until the next season comes in on interlibrary loan. Which will be a few weeks. So I'll have to distract myself with something else.
Right now I'm back to American Pickers.
Something is seriously seriously wrong when I'm watching this and Red Green and Swamp People when my father isn't even around to make me watch them.
Sooner or later I'll be sitting here watching HeeHaw by myself.
When it comes to that point, someone please promise me you will change the channel.
Seriously.
Moving on, for tonight's music rec's of awesomeness.
"Here In Your Arms" Hellogoodbye
90's summer camp.
"Flavor of the Weak" American Hi-Fi
one of my favorites growing up
OUT!
1. I SAW SPACE CADET TODAY!!
We had this database training at a branch that a bunch of us went to - I carpooled with Superwoman which is good cause I would have gotten lost in all that construction.
It was funny cause Space Cadet walked up to Superwoman and smiled and I ran at her. Superwoman was like "I thought she was smiling at me!" I almost tackled her. We sat together for the presentation. It was pretty fun. She gave me movie tickets and coupons, she knows me all too well.
I miss my Home Branch people man, I only get to see Joe Studley when I'm there and he's fun, but he's just one member of our gang. Even the Queen of Awesome is back at work! I haven't seen her since sushi months ago!
The database presentation was actually pretty helpful. I think there were about 20 of us there, plus more go tomorrow. The dude was a little weird, kept coming up with random searches and we figured out we were the raunchy bunch. Which was amusing.
But he did bring us cupcakes. One of them was maple bacon flavored. Seriously?
There was this segment on Rachel Ray once called, "I bet you didn't know you could wrap THAT in bacon." It's times like these that I'm reminded of that.
Also when my favorite Sister-In-Law brought little smokies wrapped in bacon to trivia night. That was awesome.
The database might actually prove useful on Sketch and Edit's Excellent Adventure, I'm stoked. 3 days! Gotta find places to eat and walk around and all that.
2. Heard back about a possible Summer Reading presentation.
Our theme for teens deals with night and darkness and all that. I took a Criminology class in college and I remember a cop who came to talk to us about forensics. I got the contact info from my prof and got in touch with the cop. She got back to me today, super exciting!
Think the kids will have fun with it, it was a lot of fun in college to learn about blood spatter, fingerprints, moldings and all that.
Plus Mentor was proud of me for taking initiative.
3. Then, I got a letter from the mayor.
Yes, the mayor, congratulating me for perfect attendance in 2011. I know, right?!
I opened it and was like "what?!"
Cause I never call in sick.
And when I do get sick it's on my day off.
Freaking Coach Otte and his "it's all mental" motto.
Stuck with me.
Power through it, it's what we do.
Though I've already killed mine for this year since I've been sick already in January. Bummer man.
After all that I got to jam with my cat and watch the rest of SVU season eight. Sensei is right, not only would Stabler be gone they'd all be gone. Except maybe Munch. Cause he's more about conspiracies than violence. The season finale was huge, bringing back Ludacris who digs up all their dirty little secrets. Big ending.
And of course I have to wait until the next season comes in on interlibrary loan. Which will be a few weeks. So I'll have to distract myself with something else.
Right now I'm back to American Pickers.
Something is seriously seriously wrong when I'm watching this and Red Green and Swamp People when my father isn't even around to make me watch them.
Sooner or later I'll be sitting here watching HeeHaw by myself.
When it comes to that point, someone please promise me you will change the channel.
Seriously.
Moving on, for tonight's music rec's of awesomeness.
"Here In Your Arms" Hellogoodbye
90's summer camp.
"Flavor of the Weak" American Hi-Fi
one of my favorites growing up
OUT!
Saturday, December 10, 2011
You're really lovely underneath it all
Alright, which one of you nerds bought me a subscription to a cooking magazine?
Seriously?!
I didn't burn down the apartment!
If I had you would have read all about it.
Didn't you read about how careful I was about not burning down my apartment?!
I opened my mail and just started laughing.
I'm still laughing.
So thanks for that.
But still, man. Ouch.
The prank war is on.
And I'm 2 points behind.
Cause Glee-Loving Boss still gives me crap about flu shots, even moreso after he planted the "flu mist nasal spray" flyer in my mailbox. That was prank number one. I wear the flyer around in my nametag cause it's funny and I'm random like that.
But my nametag also says I'm 30 percent off at Target, so there.
And This Issue is Not For Checkout, comes aplenty as well.
What else are you supposed to do with all those stickers after you take them off the magazine barcodes? You put the new magazine on the display rack and have to take the sticker off the old one.
There's pretty much just a buildup of randomness in and on my nametag.
And I'm keeping this one.
I've had to tape it multiple times since it keeps falling apart.
But that happens when you're an Aide. It gets caught in everything. Our Supply Queen sent me a pack in bulk just cause I kept asking for them. I'm keeping this one.
It also has my star - since GLB stuck one on my forehead one day mid-shift (no warning) and said I was the star. I put that on my nametag, along with the giant Mickey Mouse sticker he gave me saying I could get another if I went to get a shot.
Not happening.
At least the Mickey Mouse is sort of fitting as now I'm sort of Youth Services.
Partly.
But I'm sad cause I don't want this one to fall apart like my last one did. And that had my gold star on it from Space Cadet from the "She says I should get a sticker. Or a gold star. Or a pizza." conversation when she said I deserved it for having over 100 percent in Superwoman's point system.
So I wrote that to Superwoman who replied, "Oh good grief, she would say pizza." Then told me my prize was a snowflake sticker "compliments" of her, aka the ones on the desk we give out to kids that she didn't even know existed until she showed up that morning and said, "wow, cool snowflake stickers!" Compliments, HA!
That also went on my nametag.
But it's hanging on my door so it's cool.
Oh the sacrifices of being an Aide. Or having been one. Although my work hasn't necessarily changed as I was kind of a jack of all trades there. I'm still one, just in a different building. Like today, when there's computer problems they call on me cause Virtual Services has the weekends off.
Or taking care of the YA section. I'm weeding through that fairly quickly despite spending the majority of the day at the desks. I got through to the J's. But they started at Z so that's progress.
Lots of pulling books, putting them on carts, taking the elevator downstairs, scanning all the books and changing statuses, weeding the ones that don't make the cut, putting the rest back on the cart, taking the cart back upstairs, and re-shelving them.
And going with that, apparently my back is screwed for future use.
We had this seminar thing during a staff meeting when this dude came out from Risk Management to talk about back safety.
Giving us examples of what not to do.
Well, I do that daily.
And that.
And those as well.
Woops.
Maybe not as often anymore since I'm not an Aide. But there's still a lot of that involved in checking in and moving carts and all that.
Do you know how awkward it is to "belly up to your work" when you're pushing a cart? I keep kicking the bottom of the freaking thing.
So, if my back fails on me I'll just be like my Supplies Predecessor and get to call 911 and actually say, "Help, I've fallen and I can't get up!"
Alphabet Time.
Alright, so it's not as fun as saying T-Recs, but we're up to the U-turn.
I love No Doubt. Them plus Eminem and a lot of country were probably my favorites in Grade School, but I just found this version and it's fantastic.
Ignore the dancing animals in the background. I don't want Juwanna freaking out on me again.
"Underneath It All" - Zebrahead
awesome
"Unbelievable" Diamond Rio
pretty big fan of these guys as well. if you didn't figure that out already with our version of "Meet in the Middle" lyrics here:My Life in Closed Captions: You are the queen, but I'm, I'm just little.
"Up Around the Bend" CCR
another band i listened to a lot growing up. i blame this one on my father. but they have a lot of great songs that never get old.
Alright, I'm off.
Watch some more Leverage and make some plans to jam out with Bubby and Squirt tomorrow.
Seriously?!
I didn't burn down the apartment!
If I had you would have read all about it.
Didn't you read about how careful I was about not burning down my apartment?!
I opened my mail and just started laughing.
I'm still laughing.
So thanks for that.
But still, man. Ouch.
The prank war is on.
And I'm 2 points behind.
Cause Glee-Loving Boss still gives me crap about flu shots, even moreso after he planted the "flu mist nasal spray" flyer in my mailbox. That was prank number one. I wear the flyer around in my nametag cause it's funny and I'm random like that.
But my nametag also says I'm 30 percent off at Target, so there.
And This Issue is Not For Checkout, comes aplenty as well.
What else are you supposed to do with all those stickers after you take them off the magazine barcodes? You put the new magazine on the display rack and have to take the sticker off the old one.
There's pretty much just a buildup of randomness in and on my nametag.
And I'm keeping this one.
I've had to tape it multiple times since it keeps falling apart.
But that happens when you're an Aide. It gets caught in everything. Our Supply Queen sent me a pack in bulk just cause I kept asking for them. I'm keeping this one.
It also has my star - since GLB stuck one on my forehead one day mid-shift (no warning) and said I was the star. I put that on my nametag, along with the giant Mickey Mouse sticker he gave me saying I could get another if I went to get a shot.
Not happening.
At least the Mickey Mouse is sort of fitting as now I'm sort of Youth Services.
Partly.
But I'm sad cause I don't want this one to fall apart like my last one did. And that had my gold star on it from Space Cadet from the "She says I should get a sticker. Or a gold star. Or a pizza." conversation when she said I deserved it for having over 100 percent in Superwoman's point system.
So I wrote that to Superwoman who replied, "Oh good grief, she would say pizza." Then told me my prize was a snowflake sticker "compliments" of her, aka the ones on the desk we give out to kids that she didn't even know existed until she showed up that morning and said, "wow, cool snowflake stickers!" Compliments, HA!
That also went on my nametag.
But it's hanging on my door so it's cool.
Oh the sacrifices of being an Aide. Or having been one. Although my work hasn't necessarily changed as I was kind of a jack of all trades there. I'm still one, just in a different building. Like today, when there's computer problems they call on me cause Virtual Services has the weekends off.
Or taking care of the YA section. I'm weeding through that fairly quickly despite spending the majority of the day at the desks. I got through to the J's. But they started at Z so that's progress.
Lots of pulling books, putting them on carts, taking the elevator downstairs, scanning all the books and changing statuses, weeding the ones that don't make the cut, putting the rest back on the cart, taking the cart back upstairs, and re-shelving them.
And going with that, apparently my back is screwed for future use.
We had this seminar thing during a staff meeting when this dude came out from Risk Management to talk about back safety.
Giving us examples of what not to do.
Well, I do that daily.
And that.
And those as well.
Woops.
Maybe not as often anymore since I'm not an Aide. But there's still a lot of that involved in checking in and moving carts and all that.
Do you know how awkward it is to "belly up to your work" when you're pushing a cart? I keep kicking the bottom of the freaking thing.
So, if my back fails on me I'll just be like my Supplies Predecessor and get to call 911 and actually say, "Help, I've fallen and I can't get up!"
Alphabet Time.
Alright, so it's not as fun as saying T-Recs, but we're up to the U-turn.
I love No Doubt. Them plus Eminem and a lot of country were probably my favorites in Grade School, but I just found this version and it's fantastic.
Ignore the dancing animals in the background. I don't want Juwanna freaking out on me again.
"Underneath It All" - Zebrahead
awesome
"Unbelievable" Diamond Rio
pretty big fan of these guys as well. if you didn't figure that out already with our version of "Meet in the Middle" lyrics here:My Life in Closed Captions: You are the queen, but I'm, I'm just little.
"Up Around the Bend" CCR
another band i listened to a lot growing up. i blame this one on my father. but they have a lot of great songs that never get old.
Alright, I'm off.
Watch some more Leverage and make some plans to jam out with Bubby and Squirt tomorrow.
Wednesday, November 16, 2011
I'm so glad we had this time together.
Well, that sucked.
I learned today that I'm a crazy emotional girl.
So I spent the majority of my day doing what crazy emotional girls do.
I figured it was my last day, so I had an excuse.
And I had this whole thing planned out to say. About how we're a family. Now it just makes me sad, but I should say it anyway.
The father (Glee-Loving Boss) who watches out for everyone, teases them about getting flu shots, jokes with you about Glee.
The mom (Sensei) who's a genius about family histories, and who you can joke about anything with, especially anything involving The Closer, Criminal Minds, or Jay Leno.
The cool aunt (Space Cadet) who you debate about things like sea cows and snow leopards. And bond over things like breadsticks, pizza, and morning shifts.
The older brother (Joe Studley) whose knowledge of movie and music trivia will make your head spin. Who'll do voice impersonations just to make you laugh.
The older sister (Queen of Awesome) who keeps you sane in times of crazy, who you can count on when you need someone to talk to or a night out for sushi.
The younger brother (the Quiet One) who makes you laugh and steps up when you need them to.
And now we've adopted another older sister (Trainee) who you can talk derby, basketball, football, booze cakes, library, practically anything with. Someone who's proud that, when a derby girl walks in and comes to the desk, you're able to remain professional and withhold going all fangirls until said derby girl has left the building.
Originally, I was the shy younger sister. Too afraid she was going to screw up to stand up for herself.
But, with the assistance of everyone listed above, I've definitely grown into something completely different. And I'm grateful for each one of them and their guidance and support for more than a year now. I will miss them all.
And I know, I'll still be around a few nights a week, but that's different.
Walking out of there tonight was different.
Tomorrow is my first full day as a 40hr professional.
But I'll always remember my first day as an Aide. Spent half of it in the back room, three-hole-punching the bottoms of plastic bags, because apparently tiny children might think it's fun to put them over their heads. I can still hear Glee-Loving Boss saying, "I know this is ridiculous, but..."
That was just the start of what became a crazy and exciting year-and-a-half long journey to where we are now.
And I'm grateful for the experience.
"This Time Together" Show Finale
I figured, for the night, I'd hit you with a collection of some of the songs I'd sing while shelving.
I'll call it "Songs of the Shelver" much like those collections you see advertised late at night or on Who's Line is it Anyway, except these have their actual lyrics.
"All My Ex's Live In Texas" George Strait
"6 Months" Hey Monday live/acoustic
"Where Oh Where" HeeHaw
Random assortment, I'm aware. But those are just three of the many. Perhaps tomorrow I'll post some more.
Tomorrow.
Big day.
I learned today that I'm a crazy emotional girl.
So I spent the majority of my day doing what crazy emotional girls do.
I figured it was my last day, so I had an excuse.
And I had this whole thing planned out to say. About how we're a family. Now it just makes me sad, but I should say it anyway.
The father (Glee-Loving Boss) who watches out for everyone, teases them about getting flu shots, jokes with you about Glee.
The mom (Sensei) who's a genius about family histories, and who you can joke about anything with, especially anything involving The Closer, Criminal Minds, or Jay Leno.
The cool aunt (Space Cadet) who you debate about things like sea cows and snow leopards. And bond over things like breadsticks, pizza, and morning shifts.
The older brother (Joe Studley) whose knowledge of movie and music trivia will make your head spin. Who'll do voice impersonations just to make you laugh.
The older sister (Queen of Awesome) who keeps you sane in times of crazy, who you can count on when you need someone to talk to or a night out for sushi.
The younger brother (the Quiet One) who makes you laugh and steps up when you need them to.
And now we've adopted another older sister (Trainee) who you can talk derby, basketball, football, booze cakes, library, practically anything with. Someone who's proud that, when a derby girl walks in and comes to the desk, you're able to remain professional and withhold going all fangirls until said derby girl has left the building.
Originally, I was the shy younger sister. Too afraid she was going to screw up to stand up for herself.
But, with the assistance of everyone listed above, I've definitely grown into something completely different. And I'm grateful for each one of them and their guidance and support for more than a year now. I will miss them all.
And I know, I'll still be around a few nights a week, but that's different.
Walking out of there tonight was different.
Tomorrow is my first full day as a 40hr professional.
But I'll always remember my first day as an Aide. Spent half of it in the back room, three-hole-punching the bottoms of plastic bags, because apparently tiny children might think it's fun to put them over their heads. I can still hear Glee-Loving Boss saying, "I know this is ridiculous, but..."
That was just the start of what became a crazy and exciting year-and-a-half long journey to where we are now.
And I'm grateful for the experience.
"This Time Together" Show Finale
I figured, for the night, I'd hit you with a collection of some of the songs I'd sing while shelving.
I'll call it "Songs of the Shelver" much like those collections you see advertised late at night or on Who's Line is it Anyway, except these have their actual lyrics.
"All My Ex's Live In Texas" George Strait
"6 Months" Hey Monday live/acoustic
"Where Oh Where" HeeHaw
Random assortment, I'm aware. But those are just three of the many. Perhaps tomorrow I'll post some more.
Tomorrow.
Big day.
Tuesday, November 15, 2011
A year and a half in the life of me.
Five years ago, if you would have told me that I'd be working full-time in a library, and getting my Master's in Library Science, I would have just stared at you. Heck, if you would have told me that two years ago I probably would have stared.
It's just not where I saw myself going.
Not that I really had a plan.
Or a backup plan.
I didn't like to think about the future and what it entailed. My high school roommate and I actually lovingly referred to it as "the F word" because I hated it so.
I'd try to make lists of places I could go to college, jobs I could maybe tolerate.
Librarian was nowhere on my list of things I might consider doing in the F word. (which sounds vaguely dirty but really isn't.)
It's amazing how much one person can affect your life.
Especially when you don't even know them.
You meet them at your cousin's graduation party and you talk for half an hour about the Library Science Program. Get along so well that you plan to meet up for coffee a few weeks later. That's when you learn about their caffeine addiction which you don't exactly hinder by bringing them coffee every class period.
Soon you're sending in a resume and an application form, not expecting to get three different phone calls about coming in to interview. You're used to sending out resumes as a part of a Placement Seminar Class that requires you to participate in fake interviews with real professionals. Find references. Build a portfolio.
Be an adult.
It's that class that got you the job.
Well, that and the Library Goddess.
So you go in to interview. Ramble a lot, fidget with your clothes. You know, do exactly what you were told not to do in an interview. Although you did cut down on the jewelry, black fingernail polish and hand gestures.
And then you wait patiently by the phone for a few days waiting to hear back, when you get the call offering you two jobs instead of one.
Which shocks even you.
Because you didn't expect the same woman to be supervisor at both branches you were interviewing at separately. (You later hear stories of "you can't hire her, I was going to hire her!")
You remember this next part in detail because it was kind of a big moment in life.
You're on the phone with the woman you will in the future refer to as "Superwoman" and jumping up and down in your bedroom, then remember that you're on the phone so you sit. And fidget. Because that's much quieter than knocking something down in your sudden fit of energy.
After you get off the phone you run outside to find your mother, who's about half a mile from home, doing her usual morning walk. She speeds up when she sees you, knowing exactly why you're walking quickly toward her.
"Which one did you get?" she yells.
"Both!" you yell back.
"WHAT?"
Yeah. You were confused too.
The next call you make? The Cool Aunt. These jobs are in fact her fault. She was the one to introduce you to the Library Goddess in the first place. You had plans that night with her to see "Date Night" and eat sushi. You nonchalantly mention your previous phone conversation and she flips. It would be a serious celebration evening. "I don't want the kids to live with your mother, she's awful!" quoted repeatedly on the way out of the theater.
In the meantime you've called both sisters, your brother happens to show up at the house - which he often does since he farms with your dad and lives half a mile away. After hearing the news he looks at you, says "you must really interview well" referring to your utter lack of work experience, and goes out to work. Thanks for that, by the way.
So you go in, sign all the paperwork, move in with your sister, start work at one branch first, putting books in order on carts, shelving books sideways with colored tags sticking out the sides to be checked they're in the right place. A few weeks later you start at the second branch, finding it more chaotic than the original. You got the slow mornings where no one really expected you to be a morning person although you suspiciously became one, and the fast afternoons to keep you busy and entertained by all the crazy locals.
And that's when you realize that these were the places you were meant to be.
With these people, in this town, in this library system.
You find an apartment, move in with your big fat cat. (your parents secretly cheer because lack of a certain feline means they can get new carpet) Order cable and internet.
So, you work at both branches for over a year. Get offered a full time position at one of the branches, forcing you to leave the other. Your home library. Sure, you'll still be a special guest star there every once in a while, couple nights a week for now. But it won't be the same.
No more singing George Strait while shelving in the jNonfiction section. No more morning Space Cadets with Space Cadet. Listening to storytimes by your Glee-Loving Boss. Hearing about endless trivia from Joe Studley. Joking around with the Queen of Awesome. Talking TV with Sensei. Shelving with the Quiet One. Sorting out holds for the lone adult volunteer. Who now, when she calls, asks to speak with you.
You're a family. So that sucks.
Tomorrow's your last day as an Aide.
Which means you'll be an emotional mess.
And it's not that you're not happy, grateful, even excited for your new job. You love those people and that place too. But it'll never be your home library. Your first real job. Your first real work family.
You try to rationalize, that you're not actually losing your home library. You'll still be there a couple nights a week. Be the first one on the list to go cover if someone is sick. Can stop by since you're off at six and they don't close until eight.
And that's fine.
Or, it will be fine.
You'll make it fine.
So you'll be there tomorrow, 2-8. For your last day.
Trying not to cry in the jNonfiction section.
"No Envy, No Fear" Joshua Radin
"Bring on the Wonder" Susan Enan
It's just not where I saw myself going.
Not that I really had a plan.
Or a backup plan.
I didn't like to think about the future and what it entailed. My high school roommate and I actually lovingly referred to it as "the F word" because I hated it so.
I'd try to make lists of places I could go to college, jobs I could maybe tolerate.
Librarian was nowhere on my list of things I might consider doing in the F word. (which sounds vaguely dirty but really isn't.)
It's amazing how much one person can affect your life.
Especially when you don't even know them.
You meet them at your cousin's graduation party and you talk for half an hour about the Library Science Program. Get along so well that you plan to meet up for coffee a few weeks later. That's when you learn about their caffeine addiction which you don't exactly hinder by bringing them coffee every class period.
Soon you're sending in a resume and an application form, not expecting to get three different phone calls about coming in to interview. You're used to sending out resumes as a part of a Placement Seminar Class that requires you to participate in fake interviews with real professionals. Find references. Build a portfolio.
Be an adult.
It's that class that got you the job.
Well, that and the Library Goddess.
So you go in to interview. Ramble a lot, fidget with your clothes. You know, do exactly what you were told not to do in an interview. Although you did cut down on the jewelry, black fingernail polish and hand gestures.
And then you wait patiently by the phone for a few days waiting to hear back, when you get the call offering you two jobs instead of one.
Which shocks even you.
Because you didn't expect the same woman to be supervisor at both branches you were interviewing at separately. (You later hear stories of "you can't hire her, I was going to hire her!")
You remember this next part in detail because it was kind of a big moment in life.
You're on the phone with the woman you will in the future refer to as "Superwoman" and jumping up and down in your bedroom, then remember that you're on the phone so you sit. And fidget. Because that's much quieter than knocking something down in your sudden fit of energy.
After you get off the phone you run outside to find your mother, who's about half a mile from home, doing her usual morning walk. She speeds up when she sees you, knowing exactly why you're walking quickly toward her.
"Which one did you get?" she yells.
"Both!" you yell back.
"WHAT?"
Yeah. You were confused too.
The next call you make? The Cool Aunt. These jobs are in fact her fault. She was the one to introduce you to the Library Goddess in the first place. You had plans that night with her to see "Date Night" and eat sushi. You nonchalantly mention your previous phone conversation and she flips. It would be a serious celebration evening. "I don't want the kids to live with your mother, she's awful!" quoted repeatedly on the way out of the theater.
In the meantime you've called both sisters, your brother happens to show up at the house - which he often does since he farms with your dad and lives half a mile away. After hearing the news he looks at you, says "you must really interview well" referring to your utter lack of work experience, and goes out to work. Thanks for that, by the way.
So you go in, sign all the paperwork, move in with your sister, start work at one branch first, putting books in order on carts, shelving books sideways with colored tags sticking out the sides to be checked they're in the right place. A few weeks later you start at the second branch, finding it more chaotic than the original. You got the slow mornings where no one really expected you to be a morning person although you suspiciously became one, and the fast afternoons to keep you busy and entertained by all the crazy locals.
And that's when you realize that these were the places you were meant to be.
With these people, in this town, in this library system.
You find an apartment, move in with your big fat cat. (your parents secretly cheer because lack of a certain feline means they can get new carpet) Order cable and internet.
So, you work at both branches for over a year. Get offered a full time position at one of the branches, forcing you to leave the other. Your home library. Sure, you'll still be a special guest star there every once in a while, couple nights a week for now. But it won't be the same.
No more singing George Strait while shelving in the jNonfiction section. No more morning Space Cadets with Space Cadet. Listening to storytimes by your Glee-Loving Boss. Hearing about endless trivia from Joe Studley. Joking around with the Queen of Awesome. Talking TV with Sensei. Shelving with the Quiet One. Sorting out holds for the lone adult volunteer. Who now, when she calls, asks to speak with you.
You're a family. So that sucks.
Tomorrow's your last day as an Aide.
Which means you'll be an emotional mess.
And it's not that you're not happy, grateful, even excited for your new job. You love those people and that place too. But it'll never be your home library. Your first real job. Your first real work family.
You try to rationalize, that you're not actually losing your home library. You'll still be there a couple nights a week. Be the first one on the list to go cover if someone is sick. Can stop by since you're off at six and they don't close until eight.
And that's fine.
Or, it will be fine.
You'll make it fine.
So you'll be there tomorrow, 2-8. For your last day.
Trying not to cry in the jNonfiction section.
"No Envy, No Fear" Joshua Radin
"Bring on the Wonder" Susan Enan
Saturday, October 1, 2011
Every Other Time
Quote of the Week
Superwoman: "She looks like a model! Are you wearing makeup?"
Me: "NO!!"
Girlscout: "Did you hear that NO? Sounds like she's offended!"
Me: "I just had this conversation with my sister! I already have enough skeezy guys staring at me, I don't need any more!"
So, everyone likes the red hair. Even Space Cadet approves. And Oldest Sister says she'll be seen in public with me now. I'd call it a victory.
What I won't call a victory was the game tonight. What was the final score anyway? I stopped watching after T-Mart threw his third interception. Were there more? Yeah, he's lost his magic. T-Mart it is. That Turner receiver was pretty good...for the few passes he was thrown. But that was before I left. Maybe he sucked later too. Will check the highlights later.
The weekend was fun. Smo was here last night and today so we jammed out. Watched Bridesmaids and looked through old yearbooks. You know what's sad? When you graduate in a class with 25 kids - biggest class in like school history - and you look through and say, "who the hell is that?" I mean, we didn't say that about people in our class but the other classes around us. Meaning they probably stuck around for like a semester and took off.
We did find it amusing because, as roommates, we got stuck with the most random people. We were the nice girls who would pretty much put up with anything and looking back we counted like 5 girls that had lived with us throughout the year but didn't last longer than a year. I tried counting all my roommates throughout my 4 years but lost it. Cause there were those 5. Frosh was Liz, Jess, Sylvia then Shel and Smo, then Amos moved in. Then sophomore it was Smo and me plus the 5 transfers. Junior it was Shel and Smo then Juwanna and me. And senior it was still Juwanna and me. So that puts it at what? Like 12? I'm like a serial roommate or something. But I made up for it in college with just the 1. Myers and me rocked it. Although she's not Myers anymore. I still call her that by accident, even on her wedding day. Now I add a pause and think before I yell across the room. Eh, Schwartz is still Schwartz, Kracke is still Kracke, Aaberg is still Aaberg. It's funny looking through our page and going, "married...engaged....kid....married and kid....married...engaged..."
I don't think that's inspiration enough for me to go out and find someone but eventually, once I figure out my own crap, perhaps that will be an option.
Feel like I have to sort out my own crap before I'll be able to deal with anyone else's. Does that make sense?
Today was 9-2, a little weird schedule-wise but Space Cadet and I pulled it off. Then ate with Smo, took Squirt to the booksale, went back to sister's to watch Thor then the game. Left mid 3rd quarter.
Think I'm gonna konk out soon. Tomorrow should be fun. Going to Squirt's volleyball game, Bubby's football game and then heading to G-Town to play a softball game. I'm wondering if they'll extend our season. That would be fantastic. But will be interesting with my schedule for the next few weeks.
Song of the weekend:
"Every Other Time" LFO
flashbacks. it was either this or Barbie Girl. be grateful.
Superwoman: "She looks like a model! Are you wearing makeup?"
Me: "NO!!"
Girlscout: "Did you hear that NO? Sounds like she's offended!"
Me: "I just had this conversation with my sister! I already have enough skeezy guys staring at me, I don't need any more!"
So, everyone likes the red hair. Even Space Cadet approves. And Oldest Sister says she'll be seen in public with me now. I'd call it a victory.
What I won't call a victory was the game tonight. What was the final score anyway? I stopped watching after T-Mart threw his third interception. Were there more? Yeah, he's lost his magic. T-Mart it is. That Turner receiver was pretty good...for the few passes he was thrown. But that was before I left. Maybe he sucked later too. Will check the highlights later.
The weekend was fun. Smo was here last night and today so we jammed out. Watched Bridesmaids and looked through old yearbooks. You know what's sad? When you graduate in a class with 25 kids - biggest class in like school history - and you look through and say, "who the hell is that?" I mean, we didn't say that about people in our class but the other classes around us. Meaning they probably stuck around for like a semester and took off.
We did find it amusing because, as roommates, we got stuck with the most random people. We were the nice girls who would pretty much put up with anything and looking back we counted like 5 girls that had lived with us throughout the year but didn't last longer than a year. I tried counting all my roommates throughout my 4 years but lost it. Cause there were those 5. Frosh was Liz, Jess, Sylvia then Shel and Smo, then Amos moved in. Then sophomore it was Smo and me plus the 5 transfers. Junior it was Shel and Smo then Juwanna and me. And senior it was still Juwanna and me. So that puts it at what? Like 12? I'm like a serial roommate or something. But I made up for it in college with just the 1. Myers and me rocked it. Although she's not Myers anymore. I still call her that by accident, even on her wedding day. Now I add a pause and think before I yell across the room. Eh, Schwartz is still Schwartz, Kracke is still Kracke, Aaberg is still Aaberg. It's funny looking through our page and going, "married...engaged....kid....married and kid....married...engaged..."
I don't think that's inspiration enough for me to go out and find someone but eventually, once I figure out my own crap, perhaps that will be an option.
Feel like I have to sort out my own crap before I'll be able to deal with anyone else's. Does that make sense?
Today was 9-2, a little weird schedule-wise but Space Cadet and I pulled it off. Then ate with Smo, took Squirt to the booksale, went back to sister's to watch Thor then the game. Left mid 3rd quarter.
Think I'm gonna konk out soon. Tomorrow should be fun. Going to Squirt's volleyball game, Bubby's football game and then heading to G-Town to play a softball game. I'm wondering if they'll extend our season. That would be fantastic. But will be interesting with my schedule for the next few weeks.
Song of the weekend:
"Every Other Time" LFO
flashbacks. it was either this or Barbie Girl. be grateful.
Wednesday, September 28, 2011
WWAFD?
5 whole inches chopped off and it's still long! That's just sad. Space Cadet said to just do highlights, everyone else said dye it red so I split the difference. Dyed it red with blonde highlights. We'll see what they have to say tomorrow.
Donna was excited about the Booze Cakes book and expects pictures when we make them. I'm stoked. Now just gotta find a night that myself, Slim Shady and Fearless Leader are all free. HA!
Today was pretty much the end of an era. Sensei's last day after working in the library system for 35 years. I am super sad to see her go. I enjoyed our conversations about The Closer, Criminal Minds, Jay Leno, and library school. She always had good tips for homework assignments and gave me project ideas for work. The library will be lacking without her. Especially once QofA has her baby and Glee-Loving Boss goes on vacation. Then it'll be just the four of us. Plus some help from my other branch. Oh the joys of training smart people. They'll pick up quickly.
Sensei, we will miss you. Have fun with your retirement.
And, whenever you're struggling, just ask yourself this question.
WWAFD?
See you around.
OUT!
Donna was excited about the Booze Cakes book and expects pictures when we make them. I'm stoked. Now just gotta find a night that myself, Slim Shady and Fearless Leader are all free. HA!
Today was pretty much the end of an era. Sensei's last day after working in the library system for 35 years. I am super sad to see her go. I enjoyed our conversations about The Closer, Criminal Minds, Jay Leno, and library school. She always had good tips for homework assignments and gave me project ideas for work. The library will be lacking without her. Especially once QofA has her baby and Glee-Loving Boss goes on vacation. Then it'll be just the four of us. Plus some help from my other branch. Oh the joys of training smart people. They'll pick up quickly.
Sensei, we will miss you. Have fun with your retirement.
And, whenever you're struggling, just ask yourself this question.
WWAFD?
See you around.
OUT!
Tuesday, September 27, 2011
To dye, or not to dye? That is the question.
You know what's really sad?
When you sacrifice your hair color for your job.
Seriously.
I like my fire-engine red hair! And Superwoman approves. But, to some, it seems unprofessional. And, as I work in public service, perhaps that's not the best thing. So, tomorrow, when I go and get my hair dyed and chopped, but mostly dyed, I'm debating just getting highlights. I know! What happened?! Just highlights?! What has working public service done to you?! I'm asking myself those same questions. And I blame it on the night shift.
Tuesday night night-shifts always somehow turn into a debate. Space Cadet and I always have completely random conversations - you can read all about our sea cow vs. snow leopard debate from last week here: My Life in Closed Captions: I guess I'll go on home, it's late. There'll be to... Today the majority of our conversations revolved around my hair color. She doesn't want me to dye it. "But whyyyy? It's so pretty! Just say no!" And then she pulled the ultimate mom question.
"Why does your hair need to be red?"
"Because it does?"
"But why?"
"Because I like it red."
"Why red?"
...
I had no answer. Had to do some soul-searching. All this from hair-dyeing, I know. Seriously? But it was one of those questions. "I don't know, it's just always been red." Which, again, wasn't really an answer. So I'm trying to think of one now.
I wasn't the most popular kid growing up. Grade school was kind of a disaster area and high school was just interesting. Going away to a dorm school and living with the same people 24/7... there has to be some room for rebellion. I found that in my writings and dyeing my hair. Mom is okay with it because it's temporary, unlike tattoos or piercings. Not that she'd have that problem with me, I see a needle and I pass out. Literally.
And it worked for things like One Act and Drama productions. I dyed my hair so many colors - red, blonde, blue, orange, purple, black and back to the original brown we forgot it was. But I liked red because it was way out there.
Plus I was a Charlie's Angels nut and that was Dylan's hair color. Yes, let's blame my hair diagnosis on Drew Barrymore. It's not like my friends don't already blame her for enough of my habits.
But that was then. Well, the Charlie's Angels stuck, but should the hair color? At the time I liked it being so out there. Loud and obnoxious. I wore my headphones and skater clothes, talked my idiot slang talk, made friends with some interesting characters, picked up some bad habits. But am I really that person anymore? Am I supposed to be? I'm a professional now. Getting my Master's. Working two jobs. Running a kids camp.
I'm over-thinking things. I should just dye it and get it over with. Actually have one thing in my life that's the old me. Instead of the public service me. Which apparently has made me both a social person and semi-morning friendly. And do things like debate highlights vs. hair dye.
Like I said, over-thinking. So, why red? Why does it define me? It's loud and obnoxious. It sticks out in a crowd. It makes me quirky and gives my family plenty of ammo to throw at me.
Aren't you supposed to stick out in public service anyway? The chick that interviews people for OPL says she wouldn't hire anyone who picked "invisible" as their super power. You're supposed to be seen and out there helping people.
And librarians are known for being way out there. With our green tea and literature references. Although my grammar is still atrocious. On purpose mostly. So perhaps red hair would be the right choice.
I guess it'll be up to Donna tomorrow. Maybe she can point me in the right direction. Hmmm...
Quote of the day:
"You text her after hours?"
"She texts me asking if Castle is new!"
Pics of the Week:
fun with faulty equipment. this is what happens when the receipt printer suddenly decides to start working after not working for half an hour.
paparazzi! a picture of taking a picture of taking a picture of taking a picture of... from Sensei's going away party. We rocked the place tonight, the parking lot was packed.
our very own Vanna White
QofA and Space Cadet hard at work
Sensei's party was a blast. More on that tomorrow. Her last official day. I might actually cry. She's fanstastic. And we're going to go insane without her.
what I came home to tonight. *hand over eyes* "geez mom, just dye your hair red already. i know you just want to be as cool as me." yeah, maybe i'll add in a bullseye on the side.
Alright, off to feed my super cool cat and eat some supper myself.
OUT!
When you sacrifice your hair color for your job.
Seriously.
I like my fire-engine red hair! And Superwoman approves. But, to some, it seems unprofessional. And, as I work in public service, perhaps that's not the best thing. So, tomorrow, when I go and get my hair dyed and chopped, but mostly dyed, I'm debating just getting highlights. I know! What happened?! Just highlights?! What has working public service done to you?! I'm asking myself those same questions. And I blame it on the night shift.
Tuesday night night-shifts always somehow turn into a debate. Space Cadet and I always have completely random conversations - you can read all about our sea cow vs. snow leopard debate from last week here: My Life in Closed Captions: I guess I'll go on home, it's late. There'll be to... Today the majority of our conversations revolved around my hair color. She doesn't want me to dye it. "But whyyyy? It's so pretty! Just say no!" And then she pulled the ultimate mom question.
"Why does your hair need to be red?"
"Because it does?"
"But why?"
"Because I like it red."
"Why red?"
...
I had no answer. Had to do some soul-searching. All this from hair-dyeing, I know. Seriously? But it was one of those questions. "I don't know, it's just always been red." Which, again, wasn't really an answer. So I'm trying to think of one now.
I wasn't the most popular kid growing up. Grade school was kind of a disaster area and high school was just interesting. Going away to a dorm school and living with the same people 24/7... there has to be some room for rebellion. I found that in my writings and dyeing my hair. Mom is okay with it because it's temporary, unlike tattoos or piercings. Not that she'd have that problem with me, I see a needle and I pass out. Literally.
And it worked for things like One Act and Drama productions. I dyed my hair so many colors - red, blonde, blue, orange, purple, black and back to the original brown we forgot it was. But I liked red because it was way out there.
Plus I was a Charlie's Angels nut and that was Dylan's hair color. Yes, let's blame my hair diagnosis on Drew Barrymore. It's not like my friends don't already blame her for enough of my habits.
But that was then. Well, the Charlie's Angels stuck, but should the hair color? At the time I liked it being so out there. Loud and obnoxious. I wore my headphones and skater clothes, talked my idiot slang talk, made friends with some interesting characters, picked up some bad habits. But am I really that person anymore? Am I supposed to be? I'm a professional now. Getting my Master's. Working two jobs. Running a kids camp.
I'm over-thinking things. I should just dye it and get it over with. Actually have one thing in my life that's the old me. Instead of the public service me. Which apparently has made me both a social person and semi-morning friendly. And do things like debate highlights vs. hair dye.
Like I said, over-thinking. So, why red? Why does it define me? It's loud and obnoxious. It sticks out in a crowd. It makes me quirky and gives my family plenty of ammo to throw at me.
Aren't you supposed to stick out in public service anyway? The chick that interviews people for OPL says she wouldn't hire anyone who picked "invisible" as their super power. You're supposed to be seen and out there helping people.
And librarians are known for being way out there. With our green tea and literature references. Although my grammar is still atrocious. On purpose mostly. So perhaps red hair would be the right choice.
I guess it'll be up to Donna tomorrow. Maybe she can point me in the right direction. Hmmm...
Quote of the day:
"You text her after hours?"
"She texts me asking if Castle is new!"
Pics of the Week:
fun with faulty equipment. this is what happens when the receipt printer suddenly decides to start working after not working for half an hour.
paparazzi! a picture of taking a picture of taking a picture of taking a picture of... from Sensei's going away party. We rocked the place tonight, the parking lot was packed.
our very own Vanna White
QofA and Space Cadet hard at work
Sensei's party was a blast. More on that tomorrow. Her last official day. I might actually cry. She's fanstastic. And we're going to go insane without her.
what I came home to tonight. *hand over eyes* "geez mom, just dye your hair red already. i know you just want to be as cool as me." yeah, maybe i'll add in a bullseye on the side.
Alright, off to feed my super cool cat and eat some supper myself.
OUT!
Tuesday, September 20, 2011
I guess I'll go on home, it's late. There'll be tomorrow night, but wait...
Tonight's Tuesday Night Night-Shift Debate:
Who would win in a fight, a sea cow or a snow leopard?
Thoughts?
We decided on the sea cow. If the battle was fought underwater the snow leopard has no chance. And a snow leopard can't drag a sea cow to land to fight the battle because they're giant. Well, technically, they're extinct so they can't drag them anywhere.
This debate really went as far as that because we moved on to other useless trivia.
Other things I learned today:
-In 1865, in the war between Uruguay and Brazil, one of Uruguay's ships ran out of cannon balls so they fired chunks of stale Dutch cheese out of the cannons. One of them dismasted an enemy ship and killed two sailors.
-If you've ever had to haul a can of paint to the top of a water tower to defend your sister's honor you may be a redneck.
-People used a rhyme in the olden days to remind others to stay away from Oak trees in a lightning storm. "The oak brings the stroke." Apparently oak trees were thought to be highly conductive.
-It's lucky to spit in your hand before you pick up your bat. It's unlucky to share bats with someone else. ....and now totally gross if you play with superstitious people.
We Space Cadets are all about the useless trivia. And the patrons love it. When you get the two of us together we're always joking about the most random crap whether it be weird dreams, e-books, psychics, random phrases, my broken shoes, her children, my siblings - seriously anything is conversation-worthy.
And it's hilarious because we really have nothing in common whatsoever. I'm all about media, reading fiction and sleeping in - she's a nutrition major who watches nothing, reads historical nonfiction and wakes up every morning at like 4Am. Voluntarily. But when we're together we're always laughing about something. So it's fantastic.
This one night we had this older patron who I helped get signed up for an email account and the whole time she was like yelling and talking really loud and laughing and all that and I walked back to the desk laughing, because the chick was hysterical.
Me: That's gonna be me in 50 years.
SC: But you'll use your inside voice. Unless you're too deaf to hear it.
...
SC: My hearing at 70 will be your hearing at 30.
apparently my headphones are too loud. geez...mom.
But today was awesome. And I was productive so she was proud.
Shelved for four hours this morning, got groceries, ran into my adopted little sister who's moving to town - huzzah! - came back and cleaned my apartment room by room, hung up the rest of my posters, vacuumed, paid some bills, FINALLY got Dad's present. Every time I went to the office they weren't there, haha. But third time's a charm so now it's all wrapped and all that. Oh and got Castle season 3 and Bridesmaids. Totally stoked. But I still gotta finish this season of SVU even though it's not due 'til like October.
Songs of the night: Time-honored Tuesday
"Pretty Woman" Roy Orbison
always with those freaking sunglasses. love it.
this is a family favorite.
"You May Be Right" Billy Joel
more shades. love his hysteria in this video. fits the song perfectly. and the dancing...that's niiice.
Tomorrow I'm back at both branches, maybe I'll actually get to see Fearless Leader and Slim Shady. I catch glimpses of them every once in a while, I swear!
Out for some SVU and sleep.
"you may be right....i may be crazy....but it just may be a lunatic you're looking for...."
Who would win in a fight, a sea cow or a snow leopard?
Thoughts?
We decided on the sea cow. If the battle was fought underwater the snow leopard has no chance. And a snow leopard can't drag a sea cow to land to fight the battle because they're giant. Well, technically, they're extinct so they can't drag them anywhere.
This debate really went as far as that because we moved on to other useless trivia.
Other things I learned today:
-In 1865, in the war between Uruguay and Brazil, one of Uruguay's ships ran out of cannon balls so they fired chunks of stale Dutch cheese out of the cannons. One of them dismasted an enemy ship and killed two sailors.
-If you've ever had to haul a can of paint to the top of a water tower to defend your sister's honor you may be a redneck.
-People used a rhyme in the olden days to remind others to stay away from Oak trees in a lightning storm. "The oak brings the stroke." Apparently oak trees were thought to be highly conductive.
-It's lucky to spit in your hand before you pick up your bat. It's unlucky to share bats with someone else. ....and now totally gross if you play with superstitious people.
We Space Cadets are all about the useless trivia. And the patrons love it. When you get the two of us together we're always joking about the most random crap whether it be weird dreams, e-books, psychics, random phrases, my broken shoes, her children, my siblings - seriously anything is conversation-worthy.
And it's hilarious because we really have nothing in common whatsoever. I'm all about media, reading fiction and sleeping in - she's a nutrition major who watches nothing, reads historical nonfiction and wakes up every morning at like 4Am. Voluntarily. But when we're together we're always laughing about something. So it's fantastic.
This one night we had this older patron who I helped get signed up for an email account and the whole time she was like yelling and talking really loud and laughing and all that and I walked back to the desk laughing, because the chick was hysterical.
Me: That's gonna be me in 50 years.
SC: But you'll use your inside voice. Unless you're too deaf to hear it.
...
SC: My hearing at 70 will be your hearing at 30.
apparently my headphones are too loud. geez...mom.
But today was awesome. And I was productive so she was proud.
Shelved for four hours this morning, got groceries, ran into my adopted little sister who's moving to town - huzzah! - came back and cleaned my apartment room by room, hung up the rest of my posters, vacuumed, paid some bills, FINALLY got Dad's present. Every time I went to the office they weren't there, haha. But third time's a charm so now it's all wrapped and all that. Oh and got Castle season 3 and Bridesmaids. Totally stoked. But I still gotta finish this season of SVU even though it's not due 'til like October.
Songs of the night: Time-honored Tuesday
"Pretty Woman" Roy Orbison
always with those freaking sunglasses. love it.
this is a family favorite.
"You May Be Right" Billy Joel
more shades. love his hysteria in this video. fits the song perfectly. and the dancing...that's niiice.
Tomorrow I'm back at both branches, maybe I'll actually get to see Fearless Leader and Slim Shady. I catch glimpses of them every once in a while, I swear!
Out for some SVU and sleep.
"you may be right....i may be crazy....but it just may be a lunatic you're looking for...."
Thursday, August 11, 2011
I'm the butler, I like to keep the kitchen tidy.
I love that someone typed "exploded babysitter" into google and got to my blog. That's fantastic. Also amusing, another person's search for "O Lord of Light" ended up with 2G's version. Hope we didn't scar them for life.
Wore my 2G shirt to work today. Well, tonight anyway. I usually wear jeans and a nice shirt if I'm headed to the main branch since I'm like a professional there. Or para-professional. Their words not mine. This is why I love camp. Got back to my roots and wore t-shirts and sport shorts the whole time. That's the actual me. I used to wear tear-aways, t-shirts and a backwards hat every day to school for years. This whole jeans and a nice shirt thing is like prom to me. Every day. Which is why it's nice to throw in a superhero shirt or funny reference one every once in a while when I'm just an Aide.
Besides, I've learned not to wear those shirts at the other branch. If they're going to stare at my chest I would rather them do it in silence and get it over with instead of staring and overwhelming me with conversation about the symbol emblazoned across my chest. That's just awkward.
Staff meeting this morning where my Koha Whisperer thing was made known. Now I'm just nervous they're going to ask me actual questions. Go to someone smart. I'm just a cronie. After that it was covering at the other branch while they had their staff meeting. Okay, I'm calling favorite cause at which branch does she bring pizza to a staff meeting? Yeah. But I got two pieces. Cause it's my branch too. And it was my lunch hour. And that branch is obsessed with all things bread. I blame Space Cadet. Her baking skills got us hooked. They're constantly finding recipes in books and trying to bribe her into making them. It's amusing. She says she'll slip me a few easy recipes that I won't burn down my apartment with. That should be interesting.
After all that fun it was lunch hour - yes a whole hour! that I didn't have to spend finding parking! - so I ran back to the apartment and watched Bonekickers - "like graveyard jenga down here" c'mon you knew that was coming - then went back for three hours and shelved in my bright orange shirt. Joe Studley said I needed to turn it down. It's that bright. I'm proud. Then dinner with Second Sister, got my leftovers in the fridge! I'm stoked for chicken tikka and rice at 3AM. Yes, small children sleep more than I do, get over it.
Then we hit up Barnes and Noble which...okay I used to make fun of it because it was a big bookstore and then they started selling all this other crap and I was like, "get that out of my bookstore!" Now I work at a library, so they can sell whatever they want. Anyway, so I go in, and okay, remember how I'm a nerd. And I got a raise. So what does a nerd do when they get a raise? They buy a wand. That lights up. And is awesome.
Yes a raise. It's interesting in these budget times but I'll take it. Another fun work thing - got my year evaluation! Which is amusing cause I still haven't gotten my 6 month one yet. Again, I'll take it. As long as he doesn't say that I suck. Which, I don't think I do. People are generally glad when I'm there. But I'm a nerd and make them laugh so maybe that's part of it.
Anyway, right, so in between the chicken tikka and the wand-buying was the driving from place to place and I pulled out of the parking lot following her and she's driving and suddenly pulls in the parking lot and starts waving all frantic and flailing. "Why are you following me?!" She was lost. And technically I live like less than a few miles from the place so I guess it would make more sense if I were to lead. So, I led, and got us on the right road and I'm calling Oldest Sister to see if she can meet us and I see Second Sister pass me in the lane next to me. I was like, "What?! She's in the wrong lane!" like chanting it, "She's in the wrong lane, she's in the wrong lane" all while being on the phone with Second Sister when we pull up to the stoplight and she turns...which makes me realize that it was me in the wrong lane. It's another one of those zombie moments, you know when you're driving on a road you take often but to a different destination and you're just used to driving to that place. Anyway, she turned but I was able to switch lanes and turn behind her. Meanwhile Oldest Sister was probably making fun of me the whole time.
OH! BTW - she has threatened to come to my apartment and steal a piece out of all my puzzles. That's just mean. I don't need any help from you to not finish the thing.
"Are you trying to make me look stupid in front of the other guests?!"
"You don't need any help from me sir."
"That's right!"
name that movie. if you were at camp you'd be all over it.
I blamed my poor sense of direction on being on the phone. "I can only remain sane when not involved in actual conversation." quote of the day. true story.
It was a Lily Allen kind of day. Yes, I've posted a lot of hers since she's my favorite, here are a few new ones.
"The Fear" Live version at The Sound on BBC 2
"Smile" official video
awful. love 2:21. was she eating candy with the wrapper still on it? i totally have those headphones.
these are both two of her biggest hits, yes she's british but she's awesome. we like british people, they're cool and have fun accents.
"But he was your second husband. Your first husband also disappeared."
"But that was his job. He was an illusionist."
"But he never reappeared!"
"He wasn't a very good illusionist."
OUT!
Wore my 2G shirt to work today. Well, tonight anyway. I usually wear jeans and a nice shirt if I'm headed to the main branch since I'm like a professional there. Or para-professional. Their words not mine. This is why I love camp. Got back to my roots and wore t-shirts and sport shorts the whole time. That's the actual me. I used to wear tear-aways, t-shirts and a backwards hat every day to school for years. This whole jeans and a nice shirt thing is like prom to me. Every day. Which is why it's nice to throw in a superhero shirt or funny reference one every once in a while when I'm just an Aide.
Besides, I've learned not to wear those shirts at the other branch. If they're going to stare at my chest I would rather them do it in silence and get it over with instead of staring and overwhelming me with conversation about the symbol emblazoned across my chest. That's just awkward.
Staff meeting this morning where my Koha Whisperer thing was made known. Now I'm just nervous they're going to ask me actual questions. Go to someone smart. I'm just a cronie. After that it was covering at the other branch while they had their staff meeting. Okay, I'm calling favorite cause at which branch does she bring pizza to a staff meeting? Yeah. But I got two pieces. Cause it's my branch too. And it was my lunch hour. And that branch is obsessed with all things bread. I blame Space Cadet. Her baking skills got us hooked. They're constantly finding recipes in books and trying to bribe her into making them. It's amusing. She says she'll slip me a few easy recipes that I won't burn down my apartment with. That should be interesting.
After all that fun it was lunch hour - yes a whole hour! that I didn't have to spend finding parking! - so I ran back to the apartment and watched Bonekickers - "like graveyard jenga down here" c'mon you knew that was coming - then went back for three hours and shelved in my bright orange shirt. Joe Studley said I needed to turn it down. It's that bright. I'm proud. Then dinner with Second Sister, got my leftovers in the fridge! I'm stoked for chicken tikka and rice at 3AM. Yes, small children sleep more than I do, get over it.
Then we hit up Barnes and Noble which...okay I used to make fun of it because it was a big bookstore and then they started selling all this other crap and I was like, "get that out of my bookstore!" Now I work at a library, so they can sell whatever they want. Anyway, so I go in, and okay, remember how I'm a nerd. And I got a raise. So what does a nerd do when they get a raise? They buy a wand. That lights up. And is awesome.
Yes a raise. It's interesting in these budget times but I'll take it. Another fun work thing - got my year evaluation! Which is amusing cause I still haven't gotten my 6 month one yet. Again, I'll take it. As long as he doesn't say that I suck. Which, I don't think I do. People are generally glad when I'm there. But I'm a nerd and make them laugh so maybe that's part of it.
Anyway, right, so in between the chicken tikka and the wand-buying was the driving from place to place and I pulled out of the parking lot following her and she's driving and suddenly pulls in the parking lot and starts waving all frantic and flailing. "Why are you following me?!" She was lost. And technically I live like less than a few miles from the place so I guess it would make more sense if I were to lead. So, I led, and got us on the right road and I'm calling Oldest Sister to see if she can meet us and I see Second Sister pass me in the lane next to me. I was like, "What?! She's in the wrong lane!" like chanting it, "She's in the wrong lane, she's in the wrong lane" all while being on the phone with Second Sister when we pull up to the stoplight and she turns...which makes me realize that it was me in the wrong lane. It's another one of those zombie moments, you know when you're driving on a road you take often but to a different destination and you're just used to driving to that place. Anyway, she turned but I was able to switch lanes and turn behind her. Meanwhile Oldest Sister was probably making fun of me the whole time.
OH! BTW - she has threatened to come to my apartment and steal a piece out of all my puzzles. That's just mean. I don't need any help from you to not finish the thing.
"Are you trying to make me look stupid in front of the other guests?!"
"You don't need any help from me sir."
"That's right!"
name that movie. if you were at camp you'd be all over it.
I blamed my poor sense of direction on being on the phone. "I can only remain sane when not involved in actual conversation." quote of the day. true story.
It was a Lily Allen kind of day. Yes, I've posted a lot of hers since she's my favorite, here are a few new ones.
"The Fear" Live version at The Sound on BBC 2
"Smile" official video
awful. love 2:21. was she eating candy with the wrapper still on it? i totally have those headphones.
these are both two of her biggest hits, yes she's british but she's awesome. we like british people, they're cool and have fun accents.
"But he was your second husband. Your first husband also disappeared."
"But that was his job. He was an illusionist."
"But he never reappeared!"
"He wasn't a very good illusionist."
OUT!
Tuesday, August 9, 2011
This Issue Is Not For Checkout
Okay, so weirdest thing ever. I shelve the morning away, run my errands, feed my cat, start a project then come back to work where my coworker finds the youth section to be like a disaster area. All the stuff was all turned backwards, stuff was on its side - and it wasn't like a normal little kid invasion where there's stuff all over the floor. Literally all the VHS tapes in that area were turned backwards, a bunch of the CD Roms, and the books on display were all on their backs. So weird. Space Cadet and I were just weirded out. I took pictures and sent them to Superwoman, not knowing what else to do. What would you do? Like, I don't even know how that happened. It's just too weird.
I love working with Space Cadet. It's kind of a competition as to who can say the words "Space Cadet" first. It's amusing. "It's da Space Cadet!!" is usually my opening line.
Anyway, remember how I'm a nerd? I got these Star Wars crossword puzzles, cause I'm a nerd. And started one. Dude. I suck at puzzles. I used to have all these Star Wars puzzles like framed on my wall and I was like, dude, only 300 pieces I can do this. But no, I'm missing my sister-in-law who totally rocked at helping me. I was a kid so 1000 pieces was a little out of reach. I figured I could rock it, but nope. I'm stuck on a 300 piece one, I haven't even started the 500 piece one. But it's a bunch of faces. I can name the most of them but making them fit together is like more than I can handle. Maybe I'm distracted. SVU is on, I look up every 5 seconds.
OH MY GOD, why would you hold on to a dead body for 14 years? Wouldn't that be like disgusting? Even if you stuffed it in a trunk? That's just gross. Sorry, I've been watching too much SVU. Even Carter's grossed out. Sittin' in front of me turned away from the TV.
"Do you propose to try your case right here, Miss Cabot?"
"No, I'm just merely using rhetoric to prove my point."
"One of your more endearing qualities."
Anyway, Star Wars puzzle: Take one. I suck. Even Carter knows it. He just stares at me. I gave up. He's not easy to do puzzles around. Or wrap presents. He has to lay in the middle of everything. Like, you lay out all the wrapping paper and he lays in the middle of it before you can stick the present on it. And he doesn't move. I think he got that from Junior. He used to do it too. It was worse when they were together. You'd lay out wrapping paper and Junior would lay on that. So you'd go get more paper, lay that out and Carter would lay on that. Then Junior would be jealous cause you weren't using his paper so he would growl at Carter, who would jump at him, then I'd have to separate them and by the time I was done catching them both - individually - and putting them both in the basement, I'd lost all energy to wrap up the freakin' presents anyway.
OOOHHHHH, Cabot's in contempt. Behind bars. Busted.
Where was I? Puzzles right. I'm a nerd. Did I mention that?
Space Cadet: "Don't you have a cardtable?"
I told her they were a phase. Which is true. By tomorrow they'll probably be kicked in a corner or something. What are these doing in my living room? What was I thinking? You're such a nerd. Yes, I talk to myself. In both 1st and 3rd person.
Got new shoes today. They're black and awesome. I put some new laces in them. Hopefully they'll last longer than my last ones. Which are still totally comfortable. And totally backwards. They broke from the outside in, instead of me dragging my feet and breaking the backs. This time I would step on the backs to take them off and ripped one in half.
Quote of the day: "Well, isn't that just kick you in the crotch, spit on your neck fantastic," (Friends, Rachel).
Songs of the day: Hey Monday - the underrated pop band of awesomeness - I found them a while ago...before Glee took one of their least...um... let's say, least best? Is that a phrase? Least best. Not the best one of their releases... and made the Warblers do it at Regionals. Not sure why they picked that. "Fall Into Me" has basically the same message and is better written, music-wise.
"I Don't Wanna Dance"
their most well-known release
"Fall Into Me"
song mentioned earlier.
Love it. If you like them check out Stacy Clark. Similar in style and lyrics. I'll post hers tomorrow.
Out for the night.
I love working with Space Cadet. It's kind of a competition as to who can say the words "Space Cadet" first. It's amusing. "It's da Space Cadet!!" is usually my opening line.
Anyway, remember how I'm a nerd? I got these Star Wars crossword puzzles, cause I'm a nerd. And started one. Dude. I suck at puzzles. I used to have all these Star Wars puzzles like framed on my wall and I was like, dude, only 300 pieces I can do this. But no, I'm missing my sister-in-law who totally rocked at helping me. I was a kid so 1000 pieces was a little out of reach. I figured I could rock it, but nope. I'm stuck on a 300 piece one, I haven't even started the 500 piece one. But it's a bunch of faces. I can name the most of them but making them fit together is like more than I can handle. Maybe I'm distracted. SVU is on, I look up every 5 seconds.
OH MY GOD, why would you hold on to a dead body for 14 years? Wouldn't that be like disgusting? Even if you stuffed it in a trunk? That's just gross. Sorry, I've been watching too much SVU. Even Carter's grossed out. Sittin' in front of me turned away from the TV.
"Do you propose to try your case right here, Miss Cabot?"
"No, I'm just merely using rhetoric to prove my point."
"One of your more endearing qualities."
Anyway, Star Wars puzzle: Take one. I suck. Even Carter knows it. He just stares at me. I gave up. He's not easy to do puzzles around. Or wrap presents. He has to lay in the middle of everything. Like, you lay out all the wrapping paper and he lays in the middle of it before you can stick the present on it. And he doesn't move. I think he got that from Junior. He used to do it too. It was worse when they were together. You'd lay out wrapping paper and Junior would lay on that. So you'd go get more paper, lay that out and Carter would lay on that. Then Junior would be jealous cause you weren't using his paper so he would growl at Carter, who would jump at him, then I'd have to separate them and by the time I was done catching them both - individually - and putting them both in the basement, I'd lost all energy to wrap up the freakin' presents anyway.
OOOHHHHH, Cabot's in contempt. Behind bars. Busted.
Where was I? Puzzles right. I'm a nerd. Did I mention that?
Space Cadet: "Don't you have a cardtable?"
I told her they were a phase. Which is true. By tomorrow they'll probably be kicked in a corner or something. What are these doing in my living room? What was I thinking? You're such a nerd. Yes, I talk to myself. In both 1st and 3rd person.
Got new shoes today. They're black and awesome. I put some new laces in them. Hopefully they'll last longer than my last ones. Which are still totally comfortable. And totally backwards. They broke from the outside in, instead of me dragging my feet and breaking the backs. This time I would step on the backs to take them off and ripped one in half.
Quote of the day: "Well, isn't that just kick you in the crotch, spit on your neck fantastic," (Friends, Rachel).
Songs of the day: Hey Monday - the underrated pop band of awesomeness - I found them a while ago...before Glee took one of their least...um... let's say, least best? Is that a phrase? Least best. Not the best one of their releases... and made the Warblers do it at Regionals. Not sure why they picked that. "Fall Into Me" has basically the same message and is better written, music-wise.
"I Don't Wanna Dance"
their most well-known release
"Fall Into Me"
song mentioned earlier.
Love it. If you like them check out Stacy Clark. Similar in style and lyrics. I'll post hers tomorrow.
Out for the night.
Tuesday, June 14, 2011
you never call me when you're sober...
Time: 9:34PM
Location: Couch
Music: "Back to Black" Amy Winehouse - love it
Attitude: Tired
So, that whole going to bed early last night thing? Totally didn't happen. I did however spend the majority of the night writing some more. Which I enjoy more than sleeping. So that's okay.
And today was good. I finished book #11 and am almost halfway thru with #12. I think after I'm done with all of them and the paper I'll have to do a massive book review post. I don't think I've mentioned the titles really other than Zombies vs. Unicorns, the Percy Jackson one or the awesomeness that is Revolution. It's not that they weren't good I was just going to do a review at the end of each week and didn't get around to it. So, end of this week you'll get to read all about the 12 books I had to read in 6 weeks. huzzah. But they were good so it was worth it.
Split shift with Space Cadet is always fun. Tuesday nights, woohoo! It's the beginning of an era - well, until August anyway. Then they'll switch us up and put me with someone else. If I'm still there. There's this whole budget thing going on. Yeah... pretty sure I'm going to get cut or transferred. As I am lowest on the list cause I'm one of the most recent hires and all that. But I'm not gonna go there. Cause I like my job. And whatever they decide I'll deal with.
Tomorrow is full-day so hopefully I'll be able to get through some more of the book tonight and all I'll have to do is finish it and the wikis. Thursday I can write the paper and finish whatever's left but Friday is Saltdogs again and Saturday is College World Series! Woohoo! So I getta get this done as early in the week as possible. Like I said, if I have the motivation, I could be done tomorrow. With the class. Since we don't have a physical class on Saturday it's just posting the assignments. And I'd be done until August! Okay, will get off here and read some more then.
Songs of the night:
Aannnd because Amy Lee is awesome I'll hit you with two of my favorites. Not as dance-y as the past couple of days but still good songs.
"Call Me When You're Sober" Evanescence
love the red and black theme throughout, totally cool.
"Broken" Seether feat. Amy Lee
kind of a cool video, kind of how I picture Max Ride... if you've read the book that'll make sense.
Starving. still haven't really eaten anything today. Eat first read after.
OUT!
Location: Couch
Music: "Back to Black" Amy Winehouse - love it
Attitude: Tired
So, that whole going to bed early last night thing? Totally didn't happen. I did however spend the majority of the night writing some more. Which I enjoy more than sleeping. So that's okay.
And today was good. I finished book #11 and am almost halfway thru with #12. I think after I'm done with all of them and the paper I'll have to do a massive book review post. I don't think I've mentioned the titles really other than Zombies vs. Unicorns, the Percy Jackson one or the awesomeness that is Revolution. It's not that they weren't good I was just going to do a review at the end of each week and didn't get around to it. So, end of this week you'll get to read all about the 12 books I had to read in 6 weeks. huzzah. But they were good so it was worth it.
Split shift with Space Cadet is always fun. Tuesday nights, woohoo! It's the beginning of an era - well, until August anyway. Then they'll switch us up and put me with someone else. If I'm still there. There's this whole budget thing going on. Yeah... pretty sure I'm going to get cut or transferred. As I am lowest on the list cause I'm one of the most recent hires and all that. But I'm not gonna go there. Cause I like my job. And whatever they decide I'll deal with.
Tomorrow is full-day so hopefully I'll be able to get through some more of the book tonight and all I'll have to do is finish it and the wikis. Thursday I can write the paper and finish whatever's left but Friday is Saltdogs again and Saturday is College World Series! Woohoo! So I getta get this done as early in the week as possible. Like I said, if I have the motivation, I could be done tomorrow. With the class. Since we don't have a physical class on Saturday it's just posting the assignments. And I'd be done until August! Okay, will get off here and read some more then.
Songs of the night:
Aannnd because Amy Lee is awesome I'll hit you with two of my favorites. Not as dance-y as the past couple of days but still good songs.
"Call Me When You're Sober" Evanescence
love the red and black theme throughout, totally cool.
"Broken" Seether feat. Amy Lee
kind of a cool video, kind of how I picture Max Ride... if you've read the book that'll make sense.
Starving. still haven't really eaten anything today. Eat first read after.
OUT!
Tuesday, June 7, 2011
Since you've been gone my world's been dark and gray...
Gonna keep this short so I stay motivated to read tonight.
Shelved the day away, literally. The other aide is on vacation so I've basically been playing catch up nonstop. Which is fine actually because usually I shelve everything and there's nothing left but shelf-reading.
Anyway, did the morning shift then came back and finished book #9, huzzah! Will work some more on book #10 tonight then hopefully get that finished tomorrow. Then tonight I went in for an extra hour and it was the end of an era! No more night shifts with Joe Studley. It was a sad sad day. Next Tuesday I'm with Space Cadet for our second round until August. But we have a lot of fun so I'm excited.
Quote of the day:
-Anonymous Library User: "I do it for myself, not for anyone else!" about riding a bike without a shirt. I about died on the spot. But I think that's one of those tone of voice have to be there kinda moments. Still funny.
Songs of the night:
"White Liar" Miranda Lambert
I actually like her quite a lot. She has some excellent lyrics and catchy melodies plus she's not a completely unlikeable snot. Bonus points! This one is often in my head... I enjoy 3:10. There's actually a backstory to this video's casting, you can find the behind-the-scenes stuff here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6S3pOaa1hMQ
"Picture" Kid Rock and Sheryl Crow
"I was headed to church..." "I was off to drink you away..."
love love love this song. and i'm a fan of both artists so it's like win win. plus the video's pretty cool in that behind-the-scenes kind of way.
She actually wrote a book and we have it, it's called "If it makes you healthy" which makes me laugh as it is a play on words to her song "If it makes you happy."
okay, gotta read some more so I can go see Wicked tomorrow without stress.
Shelved the day away, literally. The other aide is on vacation so I've basically been playing catch up nonstop. Which is fine actually because usually I shelve everything and there's nothing left but shelf-reading.
Anyway, did the morning shift then came back and finished book #9, huzzah! Will work some more on book #10 tonight then hopefully get that finished tomorrow. Then tonight I went in for an extra hour and it was the end of an era! No more night shifts with Joe Studley. It was a sad sad day. Next Tuesday I'm with Space Cadet for our second round until August. But we have a lot of fun so I'm excited.
Quote of the day:
-Anonymous Library User: "I do it for myself, not for anyone else!" about riding a bike without a shirt. I about died on the spot. But I think that's one of those tone of voice have to be there kinda moments. Still funny.
Songs of the night:
"White Liar" Miranda Lambert
I actually like her quite a lot. She has some excellent lyrics and catchy melodies plus she's not a completely unlikeable snot. Bonus points! This one is often in my head... I enjoy 3:10. There's actually a backstory to this video's casting, you can find the behind-the-scenes stuff here: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6S3pOaa1hMQ
"Picture" Kid Rock and Sheryl Crow
"I was headed to church..." "I was off to drink you away..."
love love love this song. and i'm a fan of both artists so it's like win win. plus the video's pretty cool in that behind-the-scenes kind of way.
She actually wrote a book and we have it, it's called "If it makes you healthy" which makes me laugh as it is a play on words to her song "If it makes you happy."
okay, gotta read some more so I can go see Wicked tomorrow without stress.
Tuesday, May 17, 2011
Huzzah!
I seem to be saying that a lot lately. I'm not sure why, but it works in any situation - like there's an actual Huzzah! which is you know, worthy of a Huzzah! because it's awesome. And then there's the sarcastic huzzah. Minus the explanation point for when things aren't actually awesome.
Anyway, Huzzah! for the mother of all jP Weed lists! Weed list aka items that need to be weeded out of the collection and are put on a list to be pulled off the shelves. Anyway, I got all the way to the M's today and there's actually space on the shelves for new picture books now! Huzzah! I know you probably don't care and think it's weird that I'm this excited but seriously, I'm like ecstatic. Mostly because I'm a nerd but also because there's space to actually put things away now.
It was funny, we had this discussion in one of my Managing Collection classes with the Library Goddess about librarians who dread weed lists and those that enjoy them. Some librarians are like stuck on their collection. They think there are benefits of every item and that they should all stay. Which, I guess I can see. But then there's another type of librarian who isn't just interested in getting new material but also enjoys cleaning off the shelves. I've classified myself and Space Cadet as the latter. We are serious weeders. Is that a word? I'm making it one.
It's not like we go to the shelves and say, okay, all of these go. We have criteria...for the most part. But ultimately it's up to the awesomeness that is Collection Management. Huzzah! to them, seriously. They put up with a lot.
And yes, I'm aware you probably don't care, but that was my day. Weed lists and a night shift when we got people who came in five minutes before closing and wouldn't leave.
Oh, and I have a sore throat. Sort of. But my voice is gone. That was fun.
My arm is better though so it kind of evens out.
So, before I ramble more about work stuff or sick/injury stuff, I'll hit you with some music recs and finish my book/write up online. I'm about 3/4 done with Book #3, only about 50 pages left. It's cool, we're doing these online wikis for the books we're reading. I'm stoked. But, as previously mentioned, I'm a nerd. Which is funny, because I was told today that I'm popular. I literally laughed out loud at that. But, I have noticed that, because high school never ends - ask Bowling For Soup - there is actually kind of a popularity pyramid within the library system. And it's amusing.
Songs for the night:
I'd post BFS's high school never ends but I posted it here: My Life in Closed Captions: High School Never Ends
a while ago.
Instead I'll hit you with one of my favorite guitar songs. It's simple but I love it anyway.
"Daughters" - John Mayer
which is based off of this song:
"Isn't She Lovely" - Stevie Wonder
which gave us this song:
"Isn't She Lovely" - Glee version
more reverse screen action
Finn totally cracks me up at 0:56. or really throughout the whole song...
alright, finish book, write wiki stuff - or maybe i'll wait til i'm done with book #4 and do them at once, sleep. huzzah!
OUT!
Anyway, Huzzah! for the mother of all jP Weed lists! Weed list aka items that need to be weeded out of the collection and are put on a list to be pulled off the shelves. Anyway, I got all the way to the M's today and there's actually space on the shelves for new picture books now! Huzzah! I know you probably don't care and think it's weird that I'm this excited but seriously, I'm like ecstatic. Mostly because I'm a nerd but also because there's space to actually put things away now.
It was funny, we had this discussion in one of my Managing Collection classes with the Library Goddess about librarians who dread weed lists and those that enjoy them. Some librarians are like stuck on their collection. They think there are benefits of every item and that they should all stay. Which, I guess I can see. But then there's another type of librarian who isn't just interested in getting new material but also enjoys cleaning off the shelves. I've classified myself and Space Cadet as the latter. We are serious weeders. Is that a word? I'm making it one.
It's not like we go to the shelves and say, okay, all of these go. We have criteria...for the most part. But ultimately it's up to the awesomeness that is Collection Management. Huzzah! to them, seriously. They put up with a lot.
And yes, I'm aware you probably don't care, but that was my day. Weed lists and a night shift when we got people who came in five minutes before closing and wouldn't leave.
Oh, and I have a sore throat. Sort of. But my voice is gone. That was fun.
My arm is better though so it kind of evens out.
So, before I ramble more about work stuff or sick/injury stuff, I'll hit you with some music recs and finish my book/write up online. I'm about 3/4 done with Book #3, only about 50 pages left. It's cool, we're doing these online wikis for the books we're reading. I'm stoked. But, as previously mentioned, I'm a nerd. Which is funny, because I was told today that I'm popular. I literally laughed out loud at that. But, I have noticed that, because high school never ends - ask Bowling For Soup - there is actually kind of a popularity pyramid within the library system. And it's amusing.
Songs for the night:
I'd post BFS's high school never ends but I posted it here: My Life in Closed Captions: High School Never Ends
a while ago.
Instead I'll hit you with one of my favorite guitar songs. It's simple but I love it anyway.
"Daughters" - John Mayer
which is based off of this song:
"Isn't She Lovely" - Stevie Wonder
which gave us this song:
"Isn't She Lovely" - Glee version
more reverse screen action
Finn totally cracks me up at 0:56. or really throughout the whole song...
alright, finish book, write wiki stuff - or maybe i'll wait til i'm done with book #4 and do them at once, sleep. huzzah!
OUT!
Monday, May 2, 2011
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!
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!
Thursday, April 21, 2011
"Cause even after three text messages, four missed calls you still..."
So, I have this doppelganger.
"Get a dictionary"
Which is handy if something bad happens and you need someone to blame it on. But also kind of sucks when people think you're them when you're actually not. Anyway, if you think you know me from pre-2010 and you aren't from my hometown, a member of my family, classmate or campmate then you probably don't. This makes things like parking garages awkward. No I don't know you. No I didn't go to that high school. While my short-term memory is crap (ask my non-school friends) my long-term actually doesn't suck.
I'm totally serious about this, and I know I have one because my high school classmate lived in the same dorm as her in college. She rides a bike which clearly screams Not me! since I haven't ridden a bike since Dad decided to steal my tire and use it as a turn-the-wheel game at the home and garden show like 8 years ago. Actually, I think he used the tire because I wasn't riding the bike, but I like my version better. I went away to high school! And college! When was I supposed to ride a bike? Plus, bikes, on gravel? Not as fun.
And yes that NCIS clip was necessary, I could have posted the entire episode "Doppelganger" from when Kate was still around but I figured that would be too long. It's a fantastic episode but this is from season three, when Jenny was alive and had long hair.
So, I'm watching Star Wars episode 5. Last night the Wordsmith and me ordered pizza and watched episode 4 - mostly because I wanted to watch out for the anecdotes Carrie Fisher talked about in her autobiography. So I have yet to watch Country Strong - "Gwyneth" word count = 1 "Those t-shirts would be so Gwyneth!" - Also because I can't remember how Leia figures out she and Luke are siblings. I'm a nerd but not like a total crazy obsessed nerd. I remember how Luke finds out he's Vader's son - duh - but not about Leia and Luke. I just remember her kissing him in beginning episode 5. Was she like, "That was so bad, he must be my brother." Which reminds me - I was at the dentist a couple months ago and the dentist was like, "So (insert brother's name) is your husband?" I believe my exact words were, "Um, gross." "Brother. Got it." My sister-in-law goes to a different dentist so I guess since we have the same last name it would sort of make sense? Gross.
More quotes from yesterday and today:
-"Bring your favorite painkiller." Sensei about the day we switch over to the new system. She's bringing donuts. I said I'd bring juice. It's going to be a long day.
-"Let's call him Bob."
-"It would more likely be Ug. Unless he was a pirate. Then he'd be Arg the Pirate Caveman." Conversation with fellow Star Wars fan I shall call him "Master" about inspiration. Everyone is inspired by someone else, unless of course you are a caveman who had no one before you to be inspired by.
-"What about Space Cadet #1 and Space Cadet #2?"
-"It should say Dirt and Subdirt."
-"Yes!" Bringing back the Dirt System! mentioned here My Life in Closed Captions: What if the Hokey Pokey really IS what it's all ab... Basically, I have no power so I'm below dirt. Subdirt. LA2's (aka Space Cadet, Queen of Awesome and Joe Studley) are Dirt. Glee-loving boss is Grass. Sensei is Trees (although she would prefer a flowery shrub). Superwoman is the clouds. Assistant BBB is the Moon. And Boss's Boss's Boss is the Sun.
Anyway, we were talking about the names on the back of our matching t-shirts for inservice day. I still think it would be awesome. Totally Gwyneth! WC=2
Never Shout Never - "CheaterCheaterBestFriendEater"
Ram Jam - "Black Betty"
In celebration of awesome classic music for 69 cents on itunes. Hooray! I especially like the guy next to the drums whose only job it seems is to clap and dance like an idiot.
Ha! there's this episode of Ace of Cakes where they're talking about the Millennium Falcon inside the asteroid. "If you think you're in a giant worm, shoot the ground!" That's where I'm at now. And, okay, some time between episode 3 and episode 5 Yoda went bonkers.
"Get a dictionary"
Which is handy if something bad happens and you need someone to blame it on. But also kind of sucks when people think you're them when you're actually not. Anyway, if you think you know me from pre-2010 and you aren't from my hometown, a member of my family, classmate or campmate then you probably don't. This makes things like parking garages awkward. No I don't know you. No I didn't go to that high school. While my short-term memory is crap (ask my non-school friends) my long-term actually doesn't suck.
I'm totally serious about this, and I know I have one because my high school classmate lived in the same dorm as her in college. She rides a bike which clearly screams Not me! since I haven't ridden a bike since Dad decided to steal my tire and use it as a turn-the-wheel game at the home and garden show like 8 years ago. Actually, I think he used the tire because I wasn't riding the bike, but I like my version better. I went away to high school! And college! When was I supposed to ride a bike? Plus, bikes, on gravel? Not as fun.
And yes that NCIS clip was necessary, I could have posted the entire episode "Doppelganger" from when Kate was still around but I figured that would be too long. It's a fantastic episode but this is from season three, when Jenny was alive and had long hair.
So, I'm watching Star Wars episode 5. Last night the Wordsmith and me ordered pizza and watched episode 4 - mostly because I wanted to watch out for the anecdotes Carrie Fisher talked about in her autobiography. So I have yet to watch Country Strong - "Gwyneth" word count = 1 "Those t-shirts would be so Gwyneth!" - Also because I can't remember how Leia figures out she and Luke are siblings. I'm a nerd but not like a total crazy obsessed nerd. I remember how Luke finds out he's Vader's son - duh - but not about Leia and Luke. I just remember her kissing him in beginning episode 5. Was she like, "That was so bad, he must be my brother." Which reminds me - I was at the dentist a couple months ago and the dentist was like, "So (insert brother's name) is your husband?" I believe my exact words were, "Um, gross." "Brother. Got it." My sister-in-law goes to a different dentist so I guess since we have the same last name it would sort of make sense? Gross.
More quotes from yesterday and today:
-"Bring your favorite painkiller." Sensei about the day we switch over to the new system. She's bringing donuts. I said I'd bring juice. It's going to be a long day.
-"Let's call him Bob."
-"It would more likely be Ug. Unless he was a pirate. Then he'd be Arg the Pirate Caveman." Conversation with fellow Star Wars fan I shall call him "Master" about inspiration. Everyone is inspired by someone else, unless of course you are a caveman who had no one before you to be inspired by.
-"What about Space Cadet #1 and Space Cadet #2?"
-"It should say Dirt and Subdirt."
-"Yes!" Bringing back the Dirt System! mentioned here My Life in Closed Captions: What if the Hokey Pokey really IS what it's all ab... Basically, I have no power so I'm below dirt. Subdirt. LA2's (aka Space Cadet, Queen of Awesome and Joe Studley) are Dirt. Glee-loving boss is Grass. Sensei is Trees (although she would prefer a flowery shrub). Superwoman is the clouds. Assistant BBB is the Moon. And Boss's Boss's Boss is the Sun.
Anyway, we were talking about the names on the back of our matching t-shirts for inservice day. I still think it would be awesome. Totally Gwyneth! WC=2
Never Shout Never - "CheaterCheaterBestFriendEater"
Ram Jam - "Black Betty"
In celebration of awesome classic music for 69 cents on itunes. Hooray! I especially like the guy next to the drums whose only job it seems is to clap and dance like an idiot.
Ha! there's this episode of Ace of Cakes where they're talking about the Millennium Falcon inside the asteroid. "If you think you're in a giant worm, shoot the ground!" That's where I'm at now. And, okay, some time between episode 3 and episode 5 Yoda went bonkers.
Wednesday, April 6, 2011
We can be heroes just for one day...
Okay, so you know when you wake up in the middle of the night thinking it's actually past noon and then almost call your boss before you look outside and realize it's still the middle of the night? Then wake up a couple of hours later thinking that that night is actually the next night when you have to be at work early? Then when you wake up, when you're actually supposed to wake up, you see you have a voicemail from your boss and totally freak out thinking that either you actually did call your boss at 2AM or are missing the new systems training you were supposed to show up early for? You know? Show of hands? Anyone? Nope, probably just me.
But, thankfully the call was just about covering for someone who called in sick so I was very relieved. After work (I actually got off semi early) I hit up Barnes and Noble then Target. Then caught up on my shows, Harry's Law, Castle, now it's NCIS and dude! don't go down a dark alley just to take a closer look at a talking doll. Run, Run away!
The Wallflowers version of "Heroes"
As heard on The Replacements, an excellent football comedy.
So, two things I learned today - 1. There are such things as "snow leopards" ask Space Cadet and 2. If I call and wake up Superwoman at 2AM she will retaliate.
Tomorrow means early training at work, but I'm off at 2! Then I can come home and nap.
have a good one
But, thankfully the call was just about covering for someone who called in sick so I was very relieved. After work (I actually got off semi early) I hit up Barnes and Noble then Target. Then caught up on my shows, Harry's Law, Castle, now it's NCIS and dude! don't go down a dark alley just to take a closer look at a talking doll. Run, Run away!
The Wallflowers version of "Heroes"
As heard on The Replacements, an excellent football comedy.
So, two things I learned today - 1. There are such things as "snow leopards" ask Space Cadet and 2. If I call and wake up Superwoman at 2AM she will retaliate.
Tomorrow means early training at work, but I'm off at 2! Then I can come home and nap.
have a good one
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