(from l-r) me, ms. s, & seester rae. because i was trying to think up some last minute christmas gifts that i could embroider in front of ugly betty, but without having to leave the house and go buy any supplies. when i get tired of my clothes, i often hack the sleeves off shirts to explore different lengths, so i had a bunch of orphan sleeves, and learned a few new edging stitches, and voila! warm hands, free fingers. easy-peasy.
so many love triangles in this turn-of-the-century society manhattan drama. godbersen opens with an edith wharton quote which prepared me for some satirical fun, but alas, i did not leak a chortle within all 433 pages. is the opening quote why people are comparing this to wharton? because aside from the setting they have nothing in common. so cut it out. thank you. love, krick.
the writing was spot-on for the story, which is about rich teenagers falling in love and sneaking around and plotting and scheming. that is all i will say plot-wise because i’m guessing that either sounds good, or it doesn’t. i liked it but did not love it. however, the ending, though a little predictable, definitely has me looking forward to the sequel. swoon.
lalalalalalalala…today i had a deskie meeting. it was crazy boring. then i drank some tea and dropped a plant.
a word of advice….
if your roommate’s boyfriend is supposed to call, and you want to answer the phone in a ridiculous way to freak him out, DO make sure that, when the phone rings, it is indeed your roommate’s boyfriend. and not her father.
today we are creepy: “bum bum bum bum bum bum-bum” (creepiest noise EVER when i do it right). or when pix says “i have no blood” in her creepy voice, it is SO great!
this written by someone who should be reading beowulf but instead is trying out-creepy her roommate. ba haaa.
when i was 13, i got a terrible haircut. i then spent the next 11 years with an easy and safe shoulder-length do in order to prevent it from ever happening again.
today, for research purposes, i got 5 inches cut off from someone who was not my regular hair dude. it did not come out the way i expected it to. all afternoon at work, i felt hypersensitive, like people were laughing at my hair. even the bearded investor who almost ALWAYS comments on my appearance said nothing, probably because he was shocked by the awkwardness of my new coif.
so, my inner teen is alive and well.
on a more cheerful note, here is a tea towel i made for my mum a couple of christmases ago. design my own.
a title i grabbed at work to see what the big deal is. yu-gi-oh! duelist vol. 1.
someone called yugi has a bunch of boring friends, and they play this card game with magical monster cards that fight each other. i guess it really is a game, so if readers actually shell out for the cards, they might have fun with the books. for me, on the other hand, it read something like this: Continue reading
my esteemed mentor is out for a month, and on friday i did my first animanga program. i’d noticed thursday that there were still no sign ups, which is really bizarre because usually we get a handful and they wouldn’t have known that i didn’t know what i was doing. but sign-ups rarely indicate any real numbers about attendance, so i set out the pocky and fudgy koalas and popcorn and orange soda, and got the dvd projected on the wall. no one came. so i waited, outside the door of the meeting room, to entice teenagers. kind of like a hooker.
3 fourteen year olds came by, 2 girls and a dude. “hello!” i said. “are you here for the anime?”
“what?” said the dude.
clearly not.
“wanna watch a movie?” i asked.
but it turns out they did. they came in and eyed the snacks hopefully. i told them to eat.
“you can eat in the library?” the dude said.
“what are we watching?” one girl, we’ll call her n, said.
“anime! the prince of tennis.”
“…what’s that?”
they were all best friends. they hadn’t heard of anime. or manga. but they wanted to watch anyway.
“so, why’d you come to the library today?” i asked.
“MYSP@CE!!” they chorused.
“you work here?” said the other girl. we’ll call her s. “yep.”
“you look like sixteen.”
“that’s why they let me watch movies with you guys.”
“oh.”
then they all pulled chairs up, made me sit in the middle, and we watched 3 episodes of the prince of tennis. it turned out they were 3 of the most hilarious youth in all the land. it was like mystery science theater with anime.
“what are these?”
“pocky!”
“they look like chocolate covered sticks!”
“well, they kind of are…”
“man, look at their shorts.” (pointing at the tennis players on the screen).
“yeah, you wear shorts like that at our school, you gettin jumped.”
then the girls came on in their school uniforms.
“THEY FORGOT THEIR PANTS!!”
“n, i think you should wear a big bow like that.”
“do you have a boyfriend?”
“i have a husband.”
“YOU? who let you get married. you’re 16!”
“what’s it like to be in love?”
“it’s fun. i have a great husband.”
“did you move in with him yet?”
“um…yeah, we’re married.”
“oh. oh yeah. i didn’t believe you when you said you’re married.”
and the librarian dream come true part:
“i didn’t know you could do stuff like this in the library.”
“what days do you work? we’ll come back.”
after we finished the movie, they took turns standing up in front of the room telling jokes. then the dude sang us a song and we pretended to be simon, paula, and randy. (they made me be paula.)
it was the most under-attended program i’ve done, and also the most fun i have ever had at work. explain that one.
we started the day off with a humdinger:
-study books for the civil service exam…on mechanical maintenance. we had no such book. a book does exist (found it on the amaz0n) but no libraries nearby owned it. a library in the state did own it, but the test was in two days. so instead we found some books on basic electronics & spatial relations.
-book called ‘cat and the golden egg.’ was actually a short story in a book called ‘newbery zoo’ which we located at the next library over.
-chocolate man came in and said his wife wanted ‘shadow music’ by j. garwood. it has many requests on it but i found him a holds-exempt copy and he was even more cheerful than usual. (chocolate man is a sweet elderly gent who chucks dove pr0mises onto the reference desk every time he comes in. needless to say, i love him.)
-books on amenhotep
-little girl wanted cat stories
-1,000 splendid suns? oh, they’re all checked out? i need it for book club tomorrow. gosh, i didn’t realize it was so popular. Continue reading
