Library Musings

Chillin' at the library. The Erlanger branch. Actually, roasting at the library. It is always hot here...whatup, KCPL? I'm not in a very good position for people watching, but I am in a fantastic light green chair. I likey very much and want it for my own.

I'm trying to process some stuff. Or just get it off my chest. One thing: I am just.so.sick. of hearing about "Feather." The kids love her. She is the best. Claire talks about her incessantly. I know it's no slight to me when they chatter on and on about her, but GOD! After a freaking while I just want to fill my ears with gravel. They do all kinds of cool stuff with dad and Feather...canoeing. Canoeing? Seriously? Swimming in Feather's huge in-ground pool. Fun-ass stuff. What can I offer? Plastic laundry basket rowing? Treading water in the bathtub? Sigh. "Feather bought me these sandals. Feather gave me these cool sunglasses. Feather, Feather, Feather!" Pluck off, Feather!

Lame, right? Being a baby? Maybe.

What if I'm offered the job at the library I interviewed at today? It seemed to go really well, but honestly, how can you tell? The conversation flowed, I didn't pass gas or say anything vulgar. They seemed to like my answers to the canned questions. I dunno. But, if I do work there...and this is dumb...will it feel like cheating on my own library system? I live in Kenton County and just feel like the Kenton County Public Libraries are my home. (dumb, I am just dumb) Would working for another county's library system be switching sides or something? Duh. But, would it?

Is anybody ever happy? Is happiness even something to strive for...it may be out of reach. Maybe I'll just strive for being content and reasonably pleased with some facets of life. That way, I'll reach a goal. I'm just thinking if you're always searching and seeking for ways to be happy and fulfilled, you might just end up frustrated and resentful of the fact that you have FAILED at being happy. But I think you should be striving for improvement...challenging yourself and others in different ways. Hm. Am I on to something? Or am I just blabbering about a lot of nothing?

If I could be tall with long limbs for just one week, would that make me shut up about wanting to be tall and limby?

And, OMG OMG OMG! My mom posted photos to Facebook! Which means she was actually able to capture pictures with her digital camera, get the pictures from the camera to the computer, and upload them to FB? What? If this is true, the end might be near. I'm wondering if she got a little help from my sister...

Now that it's time for me to leave, it's finally cooling off in here. Of course! :)