More Bits Of Random

I bought a turquoise t-shirt yesterday, and was surprised to see what a nice color combo turquoise and red is. Huh. I also bought a cotton skirt for when it warms up.

The big bushes in the backyard have broken out in blossoms, along with the apple trees. Mr. Mencken had a bit of an exploration back there this am. We both enjoyed some flower sniffin'.

I also forgot what the Bureau of Labor Statistics was called last week. I knew what I wanted and that the feds collected it, I just couldn't remember where. What is up with me?

This morning, I dreamed that due to a hole in the basement a black tuxedo cat had gotten in and sired 7! kittens on a white cat living in my house. Her nest was in the furnace and she was feeding them mice. When I found them and removed them they were several weeks old and very fluffy.

I just put Sidecar up on the window well. He didn't trust that I'd do something so nice for him, but it is exactly what he wanted. He's not big enough to do a vertical leap like Mencken and Cain.
I am working on assignments today. I figured out why I am so disengaged from cataloging. Part of it is that it's the kind of work I hate--lots of fiddly method, step by step, detail obsessed things. Another is that there is no class participation. I'm not counting the idiot's questions as class participation. When half the class wants to grab the mike and shout, "Just shut the fuck up already!" there's problems. And it's also a distance based class, which means computers, which means more disengagement. And Health Information Resources and its lack of well, a class, is also annoying. I am really hating library school now. I have learned very little over the years. Library Management last spring was the best class I took because it had a synthesis of the practical and theoretical combined with plenty of discussion. I knew going into this program that 90% of librarianship is learned on the job and I had tons of experience, and that I just needed the freaking paper in order to get the kind of jobs I want to do. I just didn't expect to be so drained by it all. And so disappointed by what I'd get in return for my money.

There was some flirting going on in cataloging this week between me and the tech guy. Oh well.

Reading List Update

I lay the blame for this latest evolution in my reading tastes at the feet of the Smart Bitches. Genre love, genre snark, no apologies.

• Persuasion--Jane Austen
• Tell Me Lies--Jennifer Crusie
• Devil In Winter--Lisa Kleypas
• It Happened One Autumn--Lisa Kleypas
  

Oops, I Did It Again

Went to Kent to work on homework. Put in a good 3 hours and was almost finished. The hit "save" and closed out of Word without saving to the desktop or the P drive. Lost it. Fuck.

This is the second time this semester I've done it. All I can say is that I was distracted by The Surfer sighing over the fact that he can't get a job. Hint: stop being an idiot. This time he was bemoaning the fact that an ipod and the ability to download lectures, etc was the "first technological leap separating people with money from those without." Maybe for you jackass, but for me it was 5th grade computer class and the fact that I couldn't input the program fast enough to actually do anything, while the rest of the class breezed through it due to having computers at home. And that's just amongst the upper middle class white folk. Want to bitch about income and technological inequality in terms of technology? Take a tumble down the income/ education/technology ravine and then come back for a talk.

Oh, and a duo from the Special Libraries class were planning a prison library and talking so loudly I was tempted to shove my shoe into one's mouth just to shut him up.

I left and got some iced French coffee, roast pork pad thai and a spring roll at Phomh Phen but I'm still seething in true librarian fashion.....

Update On Me

Once again, I am behind the 8 ball with school and although my stress and angst has not hit its highest gear, I seem to be battling allergies or a cold and also thinking up grand, grand plans. Such is the life of a meglomaniacal smart girl with more ideas than energy. I really wish I could be one of those people who thrive on constant busyness, but in the end I am mistress of the slack. Oh well. I am also getting ready to visit the ever-wonderful Genevieve and my parents next weekend.

The house is a mess, the cats shed a kitten's worth of fur every time I brush one, outside the house is an even bigger mess, the ex still has not picked up his crap and I do not know if he intends to, I have started three home improvement projects and stalled on each.

On the other hand, I have purchased a planner. It may be another portent of doom. And I also ordered the book Getting Things Done, which I mentally refer to as Getting Shit Done. And I am going to be trying the Apartment Therapy Cure.

I have also discovered the megabus thanks to NPR (partial redemption there) and I see trip(s) to Chicago in my future.

Books Read

The Red House Mystery--A.A. Milne
Prelude to Terror--Helen MacInnes
The Hidden Target--Helen MacInnes
Upon A Dark Night--Peter Lovesly
The Thin Man--Dashiell Hammett
Something Rotton--Jasper Fforde

From The Department of High Irony

The Ohio BMV picks me to send in proof of insurance in their random audit. ME!!!!!!!!

Discuss.

I Tell You, Something's Gonna Happen

So today as I am driving down to Kent, I realize that I forgot to do two important things: check my bank balance, and email myself something I needed to do. And I realized this after I was unable to turn back.

Then, once I am there I checked for my wallet and see that I left that at home. And since I'm low on gas, I just consider the trip an enjoyable wash and drive home.

And as I turn down my street, a black cat runs across the front of my car.

Portents of doom.

Worth Every Penny

It is worth every penny I spend on Mencken and the other destructo beasties, all the poop scooping, everything, when I emerge from the shower to see Mencken wearing my dirty underwear as a tutu and rolling around on the floor.