I had been at the library for four hours already, and in one more hour, we would close. I was not very eager to help an older woman (whose voice indicated that she had probably smoked since she was old enough to unwrap a box of cigarettes) who complained that her copy card had a balance of zero dollars ( Read more... )

The only reason I answer the phone is just to stop it from ringing.

Just thought I'd jot that down before I forgot. It's always in the back of my mind, but rarely surfaces. Now I've nailed it down and spread out its wings for display; my thoughts are like moths in certain ways.

I was at a hockey game last night, and I saw this young boy, probably an underclassman in high school, with a black t-shirt that read:

You laugh because I'm different.
I laugh because you all look the same.

When all is said and done, I feel that at least it's good that we're all laughing.