ten times

Predictably, I love Fridays. The first hour on the desk today was, true to form, outstanding. The late opening time should make people crankier but instead I tend to have the loveliest patrons. One thanked me no less than ten times. Ten times! And because I am trying to break myself of the habit of saying “sure” instead of “you’re welcome” I said “you’re welcome” ten times, which sounded pretty silly but felt better than saying “sure” ten times.

I know, rockstar life, huh?

Today I am trying something different, because I love other websites with this format, so here goes:

• Hello, cutest teapots ever. There is even a swan. (thanks, FunkyPlaid)
• There are many downsides to the e-book, but the one I appreciate the most is that you can’t donate an e-book to the library.
• I will, sadly, be using Magazine Death Pool as a reference at work. (thanks, Fawn)
• Attention, writers who love libraries! (There are writers who don’t?) The first annual @ Your Library Creative Essay Contest is on.
• Anne Lamott is much displeased with President Obama.
• I am late with this spooky story for Halloween. Please forgive me and read on, courtesy of Jonathan Carroll: “There are no dogs here.”

The other human and both cats are completely passed out beside me on the couch. I have had a glass of wine, and because I am a rockstar, just looking over at them makes my eyelids heavy. So that’s me.

About Halsted M. Bernard

Halsted, a/k/a cygnoir, does stuff with words. Her favourite things to do with words are keeping this diary, writing stories, and organising information. She lives in Edinburgh with her husband, two cats, a few gadgets, several fountain pens, and many books.

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