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![]() The Clog Blog of the Dancin' Librarian |
4/23/2004Matt's posts are always thought-provoking, but this one really spoke to me. It's short and simple, go read it.(0) comments
4/22/2004In a pinch, the green cover strips from the tattletape (the stuff we use to keep the books from being stolen) works as dental floss.(0) comments
4/19/20041. Grab the nearest book.(0) comments
4/15/2004The dogwoods are blooming, leaves are coming out on the trees, my azaleas are coming alive with color, and even my irises have buds. So, in light of that, I thought I'd finally share some pics of our huge snowstorm at the end of February. (OK, so the real reason is that I just got around to downloading the pictures off my camera.)(0) comments
4/05/2004Bleah. That's like Food Lion buying Harris Teeter.(0) comments
4/04/2004Gripe time. I got up this morning to discover that the bladder infection I hoped would get better overnight did not. (TMI? Get over it.) Of course, it's Sunday, so I head to Cabarrus you-damn-well-better-hope-it's-not-Urgent Care. I waited an hour and 15 minutes for the privilege of peeing in a cup and seeing a doctor for 2 minutes. By the time I finally got out of there with my prescription, I had 20 minutes to get to work, which was 30 minutes away, and I was opening the library. Of course there were people standing outside waiting to get in when I got there - never fails when I'm late. I hadn't had time to get my prescription filled, and I realized that it was 2:15, I had eaten nothing all day, I was starving, and had nothing but a pack of crackers to get me through til 10pm. So I broke a cardinal rule - I left a (trusted) student assistant in charge of the library and went to CVS. Fortunately they were able (for once) to fill my prescription right away, so I grabbed some Chef Boy-ar-dee, trail mix, and cranberry juice and was back in 15 minutes. I have so far spent the rest of the day mostly just wishing I could go home. :P(0) comments
4/01/2004I don't deal well with pranks, April Fool's or otherwise. I blame my parents. One April Fool's, I'm guessing I was 5 or so, I walked outside and saw my parents moving my (very beloved) swingset. When I asked what they were doing, they told me they were throwing it away. To put it mildly, I was traumatized. (The fact that I still remember the incident says something!) I have disliked that kind of prank ever since, and I always approach this day with trepidation. So y'all go have fun, and I will emerge from my hidey-hole tomorrow! :)(0) comments
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