this is a perfect day for

This is a perfect day to come home to someone wonderful, make crazy “my day sucked” love, fix dinner together and eat it in bed while making plans to treat ourselves that weekend with a trip to our favorite bookstore. And then make love again. My mom told me once about a couple she admired greatly. Every single night, they would take an hour and talk, or take a walk, or make love, or read to each other. They continued the routine even after they had children, and may still to this day. I think that is so utterly beautiful, and it is what I want. Funny how a certain type of library-related stress makes me yearn for romance and lust. No wonder I’m in this line of work … Current mood: Current music:

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Posted on 25 Aug 2003 | Comments Off

they all came back

It’s the first day of the fall semester where I work, and things are getting A Little Crazy. One of my favorite professors came into the library and asked for a PowerPoint tutorial. I replied, “So you’re asking me to help you with your homework?” and he laughed. “Yes, I am.” I was honored, truly. It was an hour well-spent. I got to look at slides of the Sistine Chapel, and make a professor giggle with my silly jokes. One of the student assistants who did an abysmal job over the summer asked me for his schedule today. I took him into my office and explained that I wasn’t giving him any, and why. He seemed apologetic and penitent at first (especially after he was caught in a lie), then returned just a few minutes...

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Posted on 25 Aug 2003 | Comments Off