a rant
i don't care whether any of you read this . . .
So librarians. They are the a bunch of the most intelligent yet stupid people. So much knowledge and yet they're unable to use it. I've read the first few chapters in several books I have for my classes. I want to find the authors and shake them and yell at them all "Go get an English degree you uppity snot nosed idiot!" Can they write a sentence that doesn't sound like they wrote it whilst a stick was up their rear? Honestly! And the gods forbid if you want to actually find information at all in those damnable books!
I should so write "Dummies Guide to being a Librarian" just so people won't have to sift through the useless crap about the exact date MARC records were thought up . . .
Okay, maybe I'm irritated because my father is home. I don't like him much anymore. I'm not fond of people who come home drunk several times a week . . . call me a prude if you wish, but damnit I'm tired of it!
I don't like being in the same room as him because he'll say something nasty about my brother or some detrimental comment about my mother and right now . . . I'd totally give him an earful!
Maybe I shouldn't have sugar ever again. Perhaps I'm going through withdrawl? I had a bit yesterday for I was with Jen and with her I never feel guilty about anything . . . Jen doesn't judge me by how I look or how phrase things . . . or how I eat or what I do eat . . . Jen just accepts me as I am. That's why I like Jen. I've never judged her and I never will.
*sigh*
There went my new fingernails.
Stupid librarians.
Stupid fathers.
Stupid me . . .
So librarians. They are the a bunch of the most intelligent yet stupid people. So much knowledge and yet they're unable to use it. I've read the first few chapters in several books I have for my classes. I want to find the authors and shake them and yell at them all "Go get an English degree you uppity snot nosed idiot!" Can they write a sentence that doesn't sound like they wrote it whilst a stick was up their rear? Honestly! And the gods forbid if you want to actually find information at all in those damnable books!
I should so write "Dummies Guide to being a Librarian" just so people won't have to sift through the useless crap about the exact date MARC records were thought up . . .
Okay, maybe I'm irritated because my father is home. I don't like him much anymore. I'm not fond of people who come home drunk several times a week . . . call me a prude if you wish, but damnit I'm tired of it!
I don't like being in the same room as him because he'll say something nasty about my brother or some detrimental comment about my mother and right now . . . I'd totally give him an earful!
Maybe I shouldn't have sugar ever again. Perhaps I'm going through withdrawl? I had a bit yesterday for I was with Jen and with her I never feel guilty about anything . . . Jen doesn't judge me by how I look or how phrase things . . . or how I eat or what I do eat . . . Jen just accepts me as I am. That's why I like Jen. I've never judged her and I never will.
*sigh*
There went my new fingernails.
Stupid librarians.
Stupid fathers.
Stupid me . . .