Um, just so you guys know? A woman just came up to the RefDesk and said "I need help. I'm Liberry illiterate."
Really? Because I couldn't tell from the way you said "LIBERRY."
For.FUCK'S SAKE. There is an "R" there.
:::gouges out eyes with staple remover:::
I find that I am literally on auto-pilot much of the time here. I answer the same questions in the same way EVERY.DAY.
This? DRIVES ME INSANE. To the point where I am starting to get lost in reverie out at the desk. Like today? I was placing a hold on a book for a patron and just like drifted off into dreamland mid-transaction. I mean the lady was like "uh...hello?"
That would be funny.
If it wasn't so SAD.
I couldn't even begin to tell you what I was dreaming about....probably just the SUNSHINE which I LONG TO BE BAKING IN.
Plus, I have hardly been sleeping. Farkin' Pillars of the Earth has totally been owning me. But I finished it finally last night in the wee hours. I really enjoyed it...my only issue, which is not really an issue, it's kind of what made it so great...was that I was constantly having to prepare myself for MORE AWFUL THINGS to happen. Like, 976 pages of high stress and suspense and VIOLENCE and DIRTY MIDDLE AGES STUFF is a lot to take.
And like, this might be TMI? But there is a lot of the sexing in this book. And like, I think I'm just hyper aware of it because I am normally reading at at High School level which is like some snuggling, some hand holding, and some slipping of the tongue....the rest of the action takes place "off-stage" if you will. Not gonna lie? Think I like it better that way. Like, I'm good with NEVER KNOWING what MiddleAgesLady looks like under her linen tunic that probably hasn't been washed for 2 years.
I mean SHE probably hasn't been washed for 2 years for god's sake.