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One of the many perks to working in a bookstore: On my luxurious, one-hour lunch break, I was working on the LOTR fic that Li and I are writing together. I needed to research one of Tolkien's sources (for a tongue-in-cheek reference in said fanfic) and my so-named netbook is broken and can no longer access the internet. But - oh happy day! - I was in the midst of a store full of those pre-internet reference materials called books. And I knew exactly which book I needed and which display it was on, being the lady who makes displays. :) And so, with a bit of help from a tome called Tolkien's Ring (a gorgeously illustrated creature full of fabulous source mythology) I was able to construct my five-or-six word reference with ease. Yay for the printed word! And yay for working amongst it!
On a totally unrelated note, I am craving sugar like it's about to go extinct. Every third thought in my brain is "cake." I've had a handful of M&Ms to try to curb it, but to no avail. I've had my one allotted can of Pepsi for the day. Nope. Cake. That's all my brain wants. Cake. Cakecakecakecakecakecakecake.
Astrokender? You feel this way sometimes, yes? How do you quell it?
On a totally unrelated note, I am craving sugar like it's about to go extinct. Every third thought in my brain is "cake." I've had a handful of M&Ms to try to curb it, but to no avail. I've had my one allotted can of Pepsi for the day. Nope. Cake. That's all my brain wants. Cake. Cakecakecakecakecakecakecake.
Astrokender? You feel this way sometimes, yes? How do you quell it?