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i had that once. Years of memories and responsibility. Now...yea well. yea.

Why my job shouldn't have book fairs

I'm hopeless addicted to buying books and and sorts of garbage that comes along with a book fair. I'm not usually allowed in bookstores even. I acquire more books than I can possible read. The kindle has proven to be a big problem for me, actually.

Anyway. So, the book fair. It happens every year. I never remember until I am walking into work and I see the sign. "Book Fair at the Cottage Cafe. Cash. Check. Charge! Books are fun!"

I try to ignore it. In the back of my little mind something nags me throughout the morning. Like a whisper. "Book fair." As the day goes on, the feeling grows. "Boooooks are FUN." I look at my computer for the time. If I can just make it until two, the fair will be closed. 12:00 rolls around. I'm eating lunch. My mind starts wandering as I have no documents to focus on. "Books? Books! Boooooooks!" I finish my lunch and stare at my computer for a second. Then, Bam! My little brain completely goes bizonkers. "Books. Books. Books. BoooOOOOOooooOOOOOooooOOOOOks!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"  I jump up, grab my purse and dash downstairs.

I step into the room and, while quieted down a bit, the back of my brain is quietly chanting, "books. books. books. get some books. books books books. get some books." A whirlwind 20 minutes or so later, and I've laden myself with more items than I really have money for and definitely more than I have time for.

Crap. Oh well.

Also, apparently I should not have access to my blog while at work. I'm on a break...

My dog discovered rain

My puppy experiened rain for the first time last night. To her, the event was like the miracle of miracles. This 3 month old puppy loves water. Not baths, but water from the hose, water from the shower, water from my watering can. It's the best toy ever. Now, take that and make it so water is falling on her EVERYWHERE. Add in the puppy mind. Throw in a little bit of puppy just woke up crazies. Now subtract daylight.

She pretty much pounced around last night trying to eat the rain. Well, half trying to eat the rain and half excitedly drink water from every surface.

When she came in she just sprawled out by the screen door (as close to the water as she could without actually being outside) and fell asleep. So. Cute.

My boyfriend offers to write my self evaluation for me:

I was on chat with my boyfriend today. I was complaining about having to write a self evaluation. I hate writing them. the following chat occurs:

 me:  45 more minutes. at least I am pretty much done with that report. I will quickly review it tomorrow and then ask for a peer edit. then a memo to review. two meetings and hopefully by thursday I will have time to write my self evaluation

 him:  I should write your evaluation for you.

"Mary is very mean."

 me:  all this because I won't let you stop living? [in reference to an earlier conversation in which he complained about having to, well, live]

 him:  yep

 me:  whatevs

 silly:  "Mary also tends to use strange shortened versions of words, which is not desirable in an editor"

 Sent at 2:51 PM on Tuesday

 me:  lmao

okay that made me laugh out loud. stop it

 him:  "Mary often laughs out loud in the office for no apparent reason. This is disruptive to other employees."

 me:  gah! stop it!

him: 

glad I can entertain you.

 me:  you are silly!