Society for Librarians Who Say “MoFo”
you should too. maybe not at work? i don’t know what your work is like… i read it through a feeder, does that make it ok?
Society for Librarians Who Say “MoFo”
you should too. maybe not at work? i don’t know what your work is like… i read it through a feeder, does that make it ok?
i was mad busy this weekend. met n and r in lawrenceville and then went over to bbt to see csn and saberteeth. good times- it was so awesome to hang out with those kids. we had planned on going to see the live tal this week but i have an appt on thursday, drats. ira glass is a hottie. so, hopefully we’ll have dinner in pgh soon. i mean with n and r, not ira glass, although that would be totally bitchin’ as they say.
what else. saturday my coworker had a bbq. with lots of meat. the most meat ever. it was crazy. the bbq was far away, but i went and hung out longer than i expected. went back to gbg, short nap, stopped by dv8 for a show with some peeps i know and then met s and d at red star for the night. i swear, i need a new routine. i’m so freaking predictable. it’s sad. anyway. enough of my lameness. sunday i had to work so that took care of the weekend. this weekend, will be a stellar one as well, as me and m and s and d are going to see the national out by harrisburg or hershey or something. anyway, good times. and, i will not be in my typical routine (!!!). and we get to see the national, did i mention that?????
it’s near the end of the semester. it’s been busy, but at least the kids are beginning to calm down some. next week i get to see the product of my work- a class that i work closely with will give their sr. thesis like presentations. should be interesting….
i’m ready for some sort of change, not that this year hasn’t been insane for changes. maybe it’s just summer.
funniest thing i read today
“Magazines are full of inspiring stories entitled ‘How I Brightened Up an Old Jail Cell with Three Yards of Chintz and an Orange Crate’”
even better: “There are still a few men around, of the social vintage of the mustache-cup era, who asusme that because a woman lives alone she may be “fast” (these men use the word “fast”, by the way).”
gosh, it was that kinda weekend…. no idea why the hair went to berserk.
so, there is a sign outside my apartment for a certain candidate, i didn’t really care that my landlord put it up. what i do think is strange is that since the sign went up, the campaign for the certain candidate has placed 4 pieces of lit in my mailbox. 4. in 3 days. now, if i have a sign up, don’t you think that i kinda care about the election and will vote for you? why the waste of paper? why? i’m just gonna say it, not the best campaign strategy that i have ever heard, particularly when you are behind in the polls. sure, support your fan base, but also, you might want to cultivate and concentrate on New peeps? eh?
m was kinda disappointed that i hadn’t been blogging, so rather than work on my g00gle sch0lar handout, i thought, well i better blog it up. apparently my mediocre twitter updates are not enough for him. also, i just want to mention that he’s been hanging out with prince all the time now that he lives in the twin cities. seriously, it’s true. watch, he’ll comment that i’m lying. i’m calling it now.
so, the weekend was half good. knitting on friday, i am kicking it out on the frock camisole, the yarn is delightful. bea and gino came out and we chatted for a bit and i drank a 10% apricot ale that i didn’t dig, but totally kicked my butt. maybe that had something to do with my waking up at 5 am, upset and sad, on saturday morning. i felt terrible. i did dishes at 6 and then by 645 wanted to sleep again. that’s when the church next door decided to start their bobcat-ing and who knows what else. i ahve no idea what the f they were doing. it’s just bizarre. so i got coffee and hung out with c and d and then what else. oh, i decided on friday that i wasn’t going to go to the csn (not crosby, stills and nash) show on saturday and felt bad about that, but really, i just felt terrible already on friday night. i didn’t want to weep on anyone’s good time. i hear it was a full moon, which explains some of it, also, i guess there’s a lot of my mind at present. i knit a ton and chatted with t at dv8 and all that jazz. um. so i napped and then got more coffee and slept. that was saturday.
sunday i went to m’s house and we watched tivo and ate sandwiches. we had a good time, well i did. i then went over to my parent’s house and did some stuff and some laundry. shopping at target and the eagle and that’s about all. chatted with all the neighbors and went back to m’s for a bit and then back to the eagle b/c i am dumb and forgot the most important parts of a sandwich, meat and cheese, and then back to gbg.
yesterday i got some flowers like these, and dug up all the dandelions in my small patch o grass. i’m ready to plant hopefully this weekend. i even got gardening gloves, rock.
i wish i had more to say. just wishing i had a porch or a chair to sit on outside, i sat on my stoop and a scary dude wouldn’t stop talking to me. why? i’m just going to act scary and crazy back.
that i started using twitter? i feel like two things could possibly happen:
1. i’ll just start writing things that are weird and inappropriate
and/or
2. i won’t even update the blog b/c i just twitter everything from my phone.
i found my summer knitting pattern. now i just have to find the yarn….
oh my gosh, her stuff is so freaking cute.’
if you don’t click on that link and look at that etsy shop, we can’t be friends.
1. i love slips
2. i love embroidery
3. i love swearing and bad language.
all together??? shizzz…..
i have my own in mind now…..