Because I am too much like Dewey to be anything else:
Be sure to read irresponsibly in celebration of Banned Books Week! W00t!
Banned Books Week on Flickr
Buy schwag!
Read a banned book!
(and I am appalled that ALA doesn't have Banned Books Week featured more prominently on their website)
I do believe that this cat is familiar with the GSLIS moodle!
Apologies for the in-joke.
From
I Can Has Cheezburger?
This is an absolutely awesome idea. Turn old sweatshirts into pet blankets/beds. And no sewing!
It would be nice to make lots of these and give them to an animal shelter. If I had any old sweatshirts laying around, I'd add this to my procrastination project pile in an instant.
And now begins my self-declared non-social week. I have schoolwork to catch up on, house stuff that needs accomplishing, errands to run, and other things to do, all of which have been procrastinated for long enough. Richard happens to be out of town, so the timing is perfect. I'm not going anywhere except to run errands and to meet with a fellow ASIS&T officer for some officer-business lunchiness.
My birthday was really, really good. Definitely in my top 5 birthdays ever. Richard threw a Virgo birthday party for me and a few other Virgos which went well. Not too over the top and still very fun. Steph was in town up from St Louis and one friend group (mostly all library people) met another friend group (mostly all GSLIS people). My social networks definitely follow a theme. Good food, good friends...good times.
I got served breakfast in bed the next day, accompanied by schoolwork in bed (yes, us grad students really know how to par-tay down). On my actual birthday I got roses, a gift card for a massage, and taken out to a nice dinner. I also got nice presents from friends and family, of course. And a ton of Facebook birthday wishes, which was surprisingly fun and made me smile all day long.
And now that I've been pampered and spoiled and treated so nicely, I'm going to hole up and work on getting all stressed out by all the things I need to get done. But I keep reminding myself that major stress now means much less stress in the very near future.
If I feel like I've accomplished enough by the end of the weekend, I think I'll go use that massage gift card.
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As always, on the day after my birthday, I like to remember all the good times with my best friend C, who died of lymphoma in 2004 on Sept 19. I miss you.
I tend to get random IMs from people I have never met, never IM'd, and never would correspond with. Apparently, if you have boobs, you get these unsolicited please for attention. I've learned that it is best if I just ignore them and close the conversation window. I used to answer back, but then I got sent pictures of naked, hairy (or overly shaved) body parts, which I didn't particularly care for. And I'm too kind-hearted to let them know that I am laughing hysterically at them, so why bother responding?
Here's the text (so far) of today's "conversation":
>Hey beautiful
>Are u a mom?
>:-} HELLO
How sweet. Looks like he just wants to make sure that if we hook up, I a) have no kids that would interfere in our fun and b) I'm not deaf. Heh.
