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Have I really not written anything of substance in six months? Geez! Epic fail.
Working in the library is still fantastic, convenient, and (rest assured) DUSTY. The building is under construction and sometimes I have to wear a hard hat while organizing books, which is both hilarious and somewhat reassuring, considering the building was deemed a 'death trap' last semester (for real, check it out.). Most days, I just listen to my music or audiobooks on headphones and shelve cart after cart of books ranging from the most delightfully obscure topics to classic pieces of literature with raw-edged pages and beautiful leather bindings. A few weeks ago, I numbered a 40+ volume series that was a gift to SFSU from the Chinese government. What? I LOVE MY JOB.
Goodness, I feel like so little and so much has happened, I don't even know where to begin. We've had many visitors over the summer, most recently, a magical weekend with Kris, Karin, and Ben. My computer is currently in the shop but might come back to me finally, actually fixed. A few weeks ago, after getting silly-drunk on his porch, I developed a sizely and obnoxious crush on a boy who lives near me. It's wildly inconvenient. Ummm, let's see... what else... I've been trying to finish things I start (like a journal entry? ha!) and have been compiling list after list in hopes that this will help me organize my life. So far the only task I've successfully completed is list-making. Whatever.
Ughh, I miss so many people that my heart literally feels heavy in my chest. Not that there isn't much to look forward to. I'm just a brat, is all.
Last night I watched Rocky Horror Picture Show and Empire Records with some friends from work. Now, I have an east bay date with the most handsome boy in the universe (Dean Collins, of course).
OH and I learned an exciting little bit of news that makes my heart SOAR!!! ahhhh but you can't know yet so don't even ask.
Working in the library is still fantastic, convenient, and (rest assured) DUSTY. The building is under construction and sometimes I have to wear a hard hat while organizing books, which is both hilarious and somewhat reassuring, considering the building was deemed a 'death trap' last semester (for real, check it out.). Most days, I just listen to my music or audiobooks on headphones and shelve cart after cart of books ranging from the most delightfully obscure topics to classic pieces of literature with raw-edged pages and beautiful leather bindings. A few weeks ago, I numbered a 40+ volume series that was a gift to SFSU from the Chinese government. What? I LOVE MY JOB.
Goodness, I feel like so little and so much has happened, I don't even know where to begin. We've had many visitors over the summer, most recently, a magical weekend with Kris, Karin, and Ben. My computer is currently in the shop but might come back to me finally, actually fixed. A few weeks ago, after getting silly-drunk on his porch, I developed a sizely and obnoxious crush on a boy who lives near me. It's wildly inconvenient. Ummm, let's see... what else... I've been trying to finish things I start (like a journal entry? ha!) and have been compiling list after list in hopes that this will help me organize my life. So far the only task I've successfully completed is list-making. Whatever.
Ughh, I miss so many people that my heart literally feels heavy in my chest. Not that there isn't much to look forward to. I'm just a brat, is all.
Last night I watched Rocky Horror Picture Show and Empire Records with some friends from work. Now, I have an east bay date with the most handsome boy in the universe (Dean Collins, of course).
OH and I learned an exciting little bit of news that makes my heart SOAR!!! ahhhh but you can't know yet so don't even ask.