Work stuff
So had our dreaded booksale again. We made just over $500. Not bad considering the dismal primary voting turnout. The last primary election we made almost $700. Would have done better if we had realized that the school would be deserted today because of some district meeting or workshop so there was no school. No school = no kids = no shoppers. Unfortunately, my homeless friend Charles decided to pop in and visit. He's sort of icky and likes to talk to me about how he went to some ivy league college. He's always talking about some great work of literature or somthing religious or political. I don't know why strange, smart, and icky people are drawn to me at the library. I should just tell him, that just because I'm a librarian doesn't mean I read Chaucer or Keats or even Frost (his current topic of the day). My current books are the Journal of mortifying moments and the Unofficial guide to Disneyland. I read trash people! And I'm proud of it. I also read children's books. My next books will be the Magician (bk 2 of the Alchemyst series).
Lobby door was broken, thankfully not because of little hoodlums, but just a broken push bar.
Aunty J called tonite and as we were talking she told me that my blog popped up when you do a search for my name. Yikes! So much for anonymity. Fixed that! Turns out my name popped up because I posted the news articles with my names in them. Yikes! That reminded me that I got a call last week from the Midweek asking about the funding for our new roof. So I quickly ran downstairs to grab the paper to make sure I didn't end up saying anything stupid. Phew. Not bad, but never great. I'm just not a spur-of-the-moment commentator. I need a few minutes to get witty. I blame that on my dad almost drowning me when I was little... just kidding.
My mood: headachy and itchy