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Quote I read today that I liked: "I never kept a journal more than two weeks. My life bores me. I prefer inventing things." - J.K. Rowling
Something I cried at today: I was flipping through some of the children's biographies I was shelving,and I came across on on Princess Diana. I flipped to the end because,for some reason,I wanted to see what they said about her death. It surprised me that they went into the details of it all...and it made me cry a little. Sure...Di didn't really have an effect on my life...but...I guess I kind of looked at her as the last real fairy tale. Maybe she didn't get her fairy tale ending...or she did,and it just didn't last...but for a while,she lived what all little girls want to. I think the day she died is the day I truly lost whatever innocence I had left.
I realized I'm good at at least one thing: A lady came in today looking for books for her three sons. She had names for two of them (one we had,one she had to order),but she picked up six more...all on my recommendations. I know books. I can just flip through a few pages,and know whether they'd be good. And I can communicate that. Yay for me!
I'm irritated at: Everett's computer. I went to burn Ice Age 2,and for some reason,his DVD-RW drive is reading the DVD-R disc I put in as a CD...not only that,but a CD with no space on it. I'm not happy.
Explain to me why: I almost like children's books...or at least adolescent/young adult books...better than adult books? And by adult books,I mean books not put in the children's section. I mean,seriously...where were these books when I was a kid?
And would someone please tell me why: I always feel guilty after I roleplay,and I feel like I did something that someone else is going to get mad at. And I don't mean another character...I mean another -player-...I mean...I can't do everything according to how someone else wants me to do it...but I can't help feeling like I'm going to upset someone when I do something the least bit interesting. Because the interesting stuff is always what seems to piss people off with me.
I'm about to stick a foot in the ass of: Doug. My sister's boyfriend. My sister works to keep her house nice and clean...but Doug doesn't seem to respect that...he messes it up,and then,when,say,his brother and sister in law are visiting,has the gall to get irritated at Katie because the house isn't clean. LEARN TO PICK SHIT UP,DOUG!
My mood currently is: you don't want to know. Let's just say Ev's been gone nearly a week,and he'll be gone another two as well. Take a guess.
That's it for now...see ya.
Something I cried at today: I was flipping through some of the children's biographies I was shelving,and I came across on on Princess Diana. I flipped to the end because,for some reason,I wanted to see what they said about her death. It surprised me that they went into the details of it all...and it made me cry a little. Sure...Di didn't really have an effect on my life...but...I guess I kind of looked at her as the last real fairy tale. Maybe she didn't get her fairy tale ending...or she did,and it just didn't last...but for a while,she lived what all little girls want to. I think the day she died is the day I truly lost whatever innocence I had left.
I realized I'm good at at least one thing: A lady came in today looking for books for her three sons. She had names for two of them (one we had,one she had to order),but she picked up six more...all on my recommendations. I know books. I can just flip through a few pages,and know whether they'd be good. And I can communicate that. Yay for me!
I'm irritated at: Everett's computer. I went to burn Ice Age 2,and for some reason,his DVD-RW drive is reading the DVD-R disc I put in as a CD...not only that,but a CD with no space on it. I'm not happy.
Explain to me why: I almost like children's books...or at least adolescent/young adult books...better than adult books? And by adult books,I mean books not put in the children's section. I mean,seriously...where were these books when I was a kid?
And would someone please tell me why: I always feel guilty after I roleplay,and I feel like I did something that someone else is going to get mad at. And I don't mean another character...I mean another -player-...I mean...I can't do everything according to how someone else wants me to do it...but I can't help feeling like I'm going to upset someone when I do something the least bit interesting. Because the interesting stuff is always what seems to piss people off with me.
I'm about to stick a foot in the ass of: Doug. My sister's boyfriend. My sister works to keep her house nice and clean...but Doug doesn't seem to respect that...he messes it up,and then,when,say,his brother and sister in law are visiting,has the gall to get irritated at Katie because the house isn't clean. LEARN TO PICK SHIT UP,DOUG!
My mood currently is: you don't want to know. Let's just say Ev's been gone nearly a week,and he'll be gone another two as well. Take a guess.
That's it for now...see ya.