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As I'm back in school, I'm living with three other girls. I've been doing most of the cleaning since I got here, and recently won a small victory when the other girls actually loaded the dishwasher with their own things and took out the trash for the first time since June. I'm a messy person, I'll admit it, but the areas that I share with other people, I like to keep clean.
Unfortunately, I've got a bit of a dilemma. One girl brought back a huge bag of kimchi back from home, and left it on the counter. I realize a lot of people like this dish, but folks, the odor is very pervasive. I close the door to my room, and the smell of fermented cabbage is there, too. Is there a gentle way I could bring this up?
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So I went to the library this morning to drop off something that was due and to pick up a requested work. I work at that library, and I knew the guy that was charging/discharging my items.
As I was setting off to go, he called back. "Say, do you know you have 110 items checked out?"
I stammered for a moment and managed to squeak out: "I knew it was a lot, but I never counted through my online account."
Silence. "I'd appreciate if no one knew too much about this."
"Oh, I wouldn't worry," he said, shrugging. "You're a grad student, and this is about average."
Tell me, is there a Bibliophiles Anonymous group I can attend?
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Remember our little adoptee kitten, Bella, who passed away last year? Well, Mom took in a ginger kitten from her best friend in the neighborhood, the one that runs a secret cat and dog rescue. Though it was intended to be a temporary move, Clarence "Clancy," as he is now called, is pretty much a permanent resident. Mom and her friend have since become the neighborhood and town rescue team, looking for lost animals and trying to get them back to food, water, and shelter. Some of their rescue efforts resemble stakeouts, trading naps inside the car while the other watches for cats to arrive in a baited area. They've had some excellent successes and a few disappointments, and frankly, I think they'd make a good odd-couple sitcom, running around each week on a new animal rescue adventure. Until this week, when it came out that there is a four-foot long iguana running loose in the neighborhood. The family who lost the iguana actually did so about a month ago, but didn't tell anyone, leading Mom and her friend to wonder if they were trying to get rid of the creature. The lid was blown off the story, however, when another neighbor was outside weeding her garden, and looked up into the eyes of this rather large reptile. After a change of clothing, this neighbor composed herself and took a picture of the iguana. She even tried to catch it, though it was having none of it, and the neighbor was rather reluctant to touch it, and it ran away. She took the picture over to Mom's friend, who thought she remembered that someone in the neighborhood had an iguana. They owned up to it, and claimed they'd been looking for it. Mom's friend offered to help, and asked about catching the iguana, whom, she has been informed, does not hesitate to bite. So Mom and her friend have set several dog traps in the area, baited with bananas. Jury's out to see how many raccoons and opposums they'll catch instead. There's also something of a clock on the situation, since iguanas can't live outdoors if it gets below a certain temperature. Given that it's August, things will be changing soon. Hope they catch him...just catch him carefully! Current Mood: 👁 amused amused
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First semester of working on my masters' degree is over! (well, I still have one learning reflection to go, but that's not due till Monday!) It is completely and utterly awesome. I always felt a little out-of-step in working on my mass communication degree, like I didn't completely belong there - everyone else seemed to be on a wavelength that I could never quite reach. It was different on the job, of course - I liked working for the papers in New Hampshire. I have nothing but utter contempt for the one I left in May. As soon as I met the other LIS students, though, it was like that moment in AVPS: "Where have you been all my life?" "In a cupboard, under some stairs!" Two of my courses were online, and while I miss the in-class experience, I really look up to a professor that teaches from her home in California (and whom I'm hoping can help guide me through reference and potential future jobs!) I even managed to pick up some extra work helping the undergraduate library convert its extensive collection from Dewey to LC. And the libraries here, oh my God. I swear when I went into the Main Stacks, where they keep several million volumes on ten floors, folios and books from the 18th century, dark and with little light, like a setting from "The Historian," I swear I could have cried. Not only that, but they have dozens upon dozens of other smaller libraries scattered throughout the campus, with specialized collections. I'm the luckiest girl in the world. And my room is filled with books! (not that I have time to read much outside of schoolwork!) Finally, though, I got to see the last Harry Potter movie. Had a huge presentation due on the morning of July 15, so waiting in line to see it at midnight, as appealing as it really did sound, was not a reality for me. Neither was finding the time to go see it until exams were mostly over. ( Here be spoilers - though I think I'm the last person to see this movie for the first time!Collapse )Current Mood: 👁 tired tired
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