Dampish

Aug. 22nd, 2006 03:49 pm
eleneariel: (every little thing)
It rained. And I did my library errands in the rain....lovely. No, really. Nothing like a dry summer to make you really appreciate some dampness.

The newest part time worker has quit after two days, saying she can't handle the stress. Ah well. [profile] patrick___ , that means you are allowed to come work here after all! How delightful. You will be easy to tell apart from the other two Pats.

In quite other news, today I met a family from Austrialia, by way of DC, who have come all the way out here to visit the town that shares their sirname. I got to talk to them at length about the history of this area, but mostly I was just happy to listen to their accents.

Back to furniture moving. I like to watch the funny way guys stare when they see a 103 lb skirted-and-beribboned girlchild dollying around  heavy (full)  filing cabnets and seven foot bookcases. Mwahaha.
eleneariel: (ayes)

I've been meaning to post all day, but Other Things happened and time slipped by. Meanwhile, I cleaned off my desk, which in Mari-speak means that I found a whole host of scraps of paper with notes on things I've been meaning to tell you all.

That is to say, this is a warning that this post may cover many and varied topics which will not relate to each other in any way. It's hard to write nice transitions when there is no logical way one paragraph connects to the next. Just saying.

Yesterday morning when I woke up, I found a baby mouse swimming around in the toilet bowl. That was too much of a mental challange that early in the morning and I had to wake mom up to ask her what to do. Really, what is the proper action to be taken when one finds a mouse in the toilet?

(Mum was very brave and fished it out and put it in an old butter dish with the lid on tight, mostly to prove to dad that we hadn't been hallucinating.)

I've taken up a new project at the library (please don't say I don't need yet another massive project: I know that!) I'm going through the entire fiction section, book by book, and checking each volume for condition and age and usage, and repairing what needs fixing and discarding what we don't need. I started at Z. I'm not quite through with Woods yet. *facepalm* But I like the thought that when I am through, 1) the collection will be in excellent  better condition, and 2) I will have touched every single book.

(Also, it allows me to discover all the books I would like to read.)

Hagen has a new favorite play thing: a pair of purple socks. He loves them and drags them around in his mouth--only he's so small yet, he ends up tripping all over them and rolling around like a deranged rabbit. I gave them to him because I decided I was really too old to be wearing purple socks, especially when these are purple socks I have had since I was ten. (I see the odd looks. I dislike socks, wear them as infrequently as possible, and therefore it is entirely possible for me to keep a pair of socks twelve years.) (At least they don't have lace around the top!)

The Little Orphan Annie comic strip creeps me out. It's the blank eyes, I think.

I saw today that I have four copies of The Hobbit. Is that a bit much? I feel maybe that's one too many. So I'm getting rid of one copy.

Gym update: very successful, if successful = sore muscles. I, um, never realized just how puny I was before. It's pretty embarressing to see a 70 year old guy handling three times the weight I could manage. But that'll change now, uh huh. Every Friday. I'm excited about this. Yet another thing that's changed...(how does it work that I feel about the same as three years ago when most of the major things in life have changed?)

(As you can see, I have no rule about using a lot of parentheses.)

Now I'm ready for some quality time with my books. Goodnight, all.

eleneariel: (thorny heart)

Sorted donations all day. Decided what goes and what stays. Felt the power. Aquired a c. 1950 copy of Old Mr. Boston's DeLux Official Bartender's Guide, and a 1943 Boy Scouts of America handbook, although I am neither a bartender nor a boy scout.

Tired and disappointed with self. 

Goodnight, loves.

eleneariel: (every little thing)
The library now has a 52" plasma TV.

We rock.
eleneariel: (leaving)
Has anybody gotten a chickenpox vaccination as an adult? I'm looking into it. I've evidentally never been vaccinated (even as a child), and I've never had the chickenpox, either.

As I was walking in from the post office a random guy accosted me. Hi! How are you! Long time no see! ...I'm pretty sure I've never seen him before in my life.

Just did five takes for the commercial. *facepalm* Further proof I wasn't meant to go into the acting world. [livejournal.com profile] elveneyes38, I admire you for that. (And a bunch of other things!)

Edit: Happy! Mom had mentioned she'd like me to search online to find the book The Mighty Whirlwind (about the Palm Sunday tornados mom lived through in Indiana). It's out of print and didn't have a large print run, so any copies that are out there are hugely expensive--some even $150. I had just called her to tell her that, and she decided she didn't want it badly enough to pay that much, when I found one copy on alibris.com for less than $30! It'll be a Mother's Day surprise. =) Perfect!
eleneariel: (library)
I love it when someone comes up and asks, "Off the top of your head, can you tell me who wrote [insert obscure book which I've never read here]?"

And I can.

You never know when random knowledge will come in handy. And thus proves my life slogan: "I Strive for Mediocrity: if I can't be the best at anything, I'll learn a little about everything."

Hee.
eleneariel: (texas tree)
Last night I was in the grocery store shopping for my grandmother. My mother was also there. We met up in the produce department and I began entertaining her by rubbing my hands gleefully in front of the basket of brussel sprouts, cackling and intoning, "We'll feed them BRUSSEL SPROUTS, my pretties!"

It was all fine and good until I looked up to see two Mexican men staring at me from across the onions. Obviously, they thought I was loco. I wondered for a moment if I should be embarrassed, then decided not. Life is too funny not to be funny with it.

All of the sudden we're thinking about moving the location of the library altogether and building an entirely new building instead of adding on. In a way, that would be very nice. No mess in the old building while construction is going on--a completely new building, without having to work around the existing structure--a new location. In the end it might be just as cost effective, due to all the renovation the old section we're in needs. It will be interesting to see what happens.

And finally:

March reading list

1. Carpe Jugulum, Terry Pratchett
I'm actually getting down to where there are only a few new Pratchetts to read, and barely more than that to acquire for my own. It's kind of sad. Thank goodness he's not dead yet, so he can still put out a new one per year. This one was the Discworld take on vampires, and quite the hilarious one, too. Although I think reading Interview with a Vampire should have happened before I read it, not after.

2. The Diary of a Young Lady of Fashion in the Year 1764-65, Cleone Knox
I rather hate to talk much about this one, because the chances of any of you being able to find a copy is slim. I have it in the rare book collection at work. Since even I couldn't take it out of the building, I read it on lunch hours. It was so facinating--the diary of this girl Cleone in the months leading up to her elopement. It was so....so 18th century. Absolutely facinating.

3. Julie and Julia, Julie Powell
Julie cooks all the way through Julia Child's cookbook in a year's time. A little too frank with sex and a little too liberal with language to recommend to the whole family, but then again, it'll probably only appeal to those besotted with food. I liked it. And I'll never cook a lobster due to its influence.

4. On Writing, Steven King
Who knew? Steven King is actually a very good writer. I like the way he strings words together. I like his style. I like what he has to say about the writing process. I still don't ever intend to read one of his novels, but I do now appreciate his talent.

5. Blowing my Cover: My Life as a CIA Spy, Linsay Moran
Obviously she had to leave out all the really good parts (the title page tells us that the while the CIA does not indorse the book, they have read it and removed anything of interest that might be detrimental to the agency). It was an okay read, but I got annoyed at her liberalism. On the other hand, international spying is a dirty business, so perhaps she was right to be cynical.

6. Fighting Words, James Charlton, editor
Quotes from authors slamming either 1) themselves, or better yet, 2) other authors. Amusing.

7. Soul Music, Terry Pratchett
It still doesn't top Thief of Time, but it's awfully good. A working knowledge of classic rock'n'roll helps tremendously, as Discworld's Music with Rocks In seem quite, eh, similar. I thought the parody was in fine form in this book. I'm so glad, [livejournal.com profile] melyndie, that we had time to go to that bookshop so I could find it for my own!

8. The Age of Innocence, Edith Wharton
[livejournal.com profile] aftondays read this last month and had an interesting, if cryptic, comment to make about it. It's not a book I would have normally picked up, but I did because of her influence and once I started it, found it hard to lay aside. It's hard to characterize, but I really enjoyed it.

9. The Paradise War, Steven Lawhead
It's been too long since I read Lawhead. It's still wonderfully Celtic.

10. To Catch a Spy, Stuart M. Kaminsky
A book in the hard-boiled detective novel genre, featuring Cary Grant. (Albeit a very wooden Cary Grant.) Not too bad, but not that exciting, either.

11. Thomas Jefferson: An Intimate Portrait, Brodie
I've been slooowly reading this for a very long time--over a year and a half, in fact. Either the book was poorly written or I just don't like Jefferson all that much. I'm not sure which.

12. The Mezzanine, Nicholson Baker
Footnotes! A random novel with little to no plot but a whole host of those thoughts, nicely footnoted, that I can snap my fingers at and go, "Ah, so someone else has wondered that, too?"
eleneariel: (library)
I asked him for his library card so I could check out his books.

"Oh, it's in Panama," he said casually, as if it were no more unusual a place to leave it than his other coat pocket.

life moves

Jan. 18th, 2006 04:54 pm
eleneariel: (face)
It looks like we'll be recarpeting the other half of the library within the month. Also, adding on in a major way within the year (?).

Last night I finally felt like I had my life in order. All because I cleaned off my desk. *facepalm*

I think I'm skipping church tonight. I feel bad because it's happened more frequently lately, but I have a reason.

And this is the End.
eleneariel: (library)
I only work two more days between now and January 10th.

O_O

I'm going to miss the library. On the other hand, I haven't had this much time off since I started working here two years ago. And paid time off, too. Hee.
eleneariel: (walking in the woods)
I am afflicted, mind and spirit, with wanderlust. I want to see mountains again, mountains, Gandalf! I want time to sit in some remote place and enjoy a book and coffee. I want to finish writing my book. I want time to play an entire game of chess, and I want to learn Latin again and Italian for the first time and read all the books in the world and study more ancient history and philosophy and do something amazing with my life.

The wedding was lovely. I have now met [livejournal.com profile] violetvale who is beautiful (don't listen to anything she might say to the contrary!). And I got to see [livejournal.com profile] elveneyes38 again...very wonderful...CA seems to have agreed with her; she's even more glowing and beautiful than usual. =)

I got myself navigated around downtown Fayetteville, rescued the missing tie for the best man, and even got myself on the proper expressway to get home. So what if I did miss the turnpike exit and have to take the scenic way home. But don't tell anyone.

[livejournal.com profile] blackswans sent me the most amazing card/Christmas letter. You are so talented, Danielle!

Sandra surprised me with a tin of chocolate covered espresso beans this morning. Not only is she sweet (although possibily hinting that I've seemed tired lately?), but the timing was perfect. I am so exhausted today, and got up this morning twenty minutes before I had to leave, a Bad Thing. No breakfast, no packed lunch...gah. [livejournal.com profile] savetheolives, please don't worry, I'm not wasting away, I'm sure. The cheesecake last night surely had enough calories to last me a week. o_O

I got my new work computer today! It's a beauty...all black, flat panel monitor, sleek and wonderful. I love it. Unfortunantly the tech guys lots a few of my files in the transfer, but I'm pretty sure they are all replaceable. I hope. *cringes* I should have made my own backup on my flash drive just in case and I didn't take the time because it all happened so suddenly. =\

Lots of things are happening. I can't keep up. Too much to know and do and see and learn and think about. I need time. I can't think, or I think too much. Something!

I think there was more to say, but I can't remember enough to form words.
eleneariel: (librarian)
Three large boxes of brand new books arrived, and it's my job to check them against the invoice and put them up on the processing shelves.

I love new books. Fresh and clean and probably never opened...I want to open each one and read the flaps and caress the covers.

This is one of my all time favorite parts of the job. It feels like Christmas, several times a month.

(I'm hungry. Feed me?)

Edit: Talk to the Hand (Lynn Truss) came in on this order!!
eleneariel: (Default)
I do so love Fridays when I can go home at 1:00. My weekend project is cleaning out and organizing my filing cabnet, and I'm actually looking forward to it.

Can anybody out there read German? Here at the library we found a 1923 German banknote and would like to find out what it says. I have a digital picture of the text that I'll email to you if you would like to try translating it for me.
eleneariel: (cross)
I want everyone to know that God indeed works in mysterious ways and even when I'm at my stupidest He is loving me and working for my good and oh, He is so amazing.

I see it even in things like this: before the new director came, we decorated her office with native american art. We got to thinking that it's very possible that wouldn't be even remotely her taste in decor. And she came and said that that's the one kind of art she likes best of all.

I am in awe, and I am happy.

spiffin'

May. 13th, 2005 11:07 am
eleneariel: (Default)
I just found out I get time and a half for comp time; therefore I have 45 hours. w00t! This means a longer vacation to the New Year's Eve ball than I thought--and maybe some other time off.

Me likey.
eleneariel: (library)
I'm guessing it's a bad sign that my right wrist is starting to really, really hurt.

Book moving is hard on the body, folks.

If my library had a Very Secret Diary, today's entry would be:

Day Seven: Still chaos.

Although there is progress. Just not enough progress to have everything in place by noon Monday. Which it has to should be.
eleneariel: (library)
It is a surreal experience to sit with 40 TYA cadets in the middle of the empty and bare floor of your beloved, supposed-to-be-book-crowded library, devouring 15 boxes of pizza, as all the shelving resides in one end and all the books--stacked three feet high--in the other.

Chaos, chaos, chaos.

Also, working 12 hour days isn't so bad except that I'm home only to sleep and Do Nothing Else. I officially really and truly have no life this week.

(The new carpet is lovely, though.)
eleneariel: (library)
And it was fine. Good, actually. Quite well, for what it was and what we are. I'm happy. Later I may not be, but for now, relief is the order of the day.

Maybe I can de-stress now.

*thinks of 30,000 books left to move*

Ooops.

Maybe not?
eleneariel: (library)
I don't like Coke but I do like lime, so I'm trying to new Coke-With-Lime. It's...eh. Not so bad, really.

In less than a month we're going to be getting new carpet and tile in the library. I am SCARED. It's not the moving of 60,000 books that's so bad as the getting them back where they came from. o_O TYA will help, but 30 guys in here all at once, all moving things in a random fashion--this also scares me.

And tonight the board is interviewing for the directorship.
eleneariel: (light)
Something I predicted actually did come true.

Something big has happened in 2005.

It's not that I want to intentionally leave everyone in the dark, but I hardly know myself what is happening.

Only that, if all goes well and we get through the next month, it could be very, very good.

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