Only a librarian would call Ray Bradbury’s Fahrenheit 451 a “classic horror novel.”
Green hats, pink elephants, and red back…
July 10, 2008 — Jess1) Yesterday, I played Rock Band at work. Yes, it was awesome. Yes, I let the teens play. I promise.
2) No blogging about running, you ask? I have not been running a lot lately. This whole being an adult and trying to negotiate a schedule that accommodates a 35 hour work week (plus online teaching) is exhausting and difficult. I’m slowly figuring out how to balance things again, which is including an acceptance of the things I can and cannot do.
3) My massive sunburn (earned on July 1st) is now gone for the most part. I’m done peeling and am only left with a bit of an itch. If I don’t think about it (which I obviously current am), then it is fine. When I think about it, it’s like trying not to think of pink elephants.
4) There are too many books about vampires out right now geared toward a young adult audience. No, this is not me taking a stand on the quality of subject matter available to young readers. It is me attempting to compile a list so people who are obsessed with Stephenie Meyer’s Twilight series can find something else to read until a) their holds come in or b) the next book comes out.
5) Right now I’m wearing a Robin Hood “esque” hat. I’m not kidding. It’s mad hatter day at work. The other day, I had on groucho glasses. What worries me, however, is the following: a patron comes by and starts asking a question. She comments on my colleague’s hat, who points out I am wearing one too. The patron looks at me and remarks “Oh. I didn’t notice. The hat looks quite natural on you.” Thank you, dear patron. I’m off to put on green tights, dust off my bow and arrow, and steal from the rich.
6) Because it just happened: a bunch of well-dressed, attractive, business-type men just walked by. Yes, I still have the hat on. While I am not ashamed, these are the moments when I feel just a little ridiculous…and the moment is gone.
7) I am not a huge fan of even numbers, so really number seven has no point beyond me stating that fact.
Happy April Fools’ Day or Why I Shouldn’t Write Poems
April 1, 2008 — Jess
May your jokes and pranks be funny
And not too cruel.
May today not find you being called
An April Fool.
Final thoughts on St. Patrick’s Day
March 18, 2008 — JessAs I sit here, happily chuckling over the genius of that chicken comic (see below), I am left with some final thoughts on St. Patrick’s Day. In no particular order, I give you the following:
1) I can hear drunk people yelling outside my apartment. Annoying you say? Nah. Just a consequence of where I live. It’s actually more funny than it is annoying. In the past, I’ve heard such gems as “OMG…Where are my shoes…” and “F*&(*#$U#*$)#$ I’m SO drunk!” Classy. We shall see what tonight brings. Will I be awakened to frantic, high-pitched screams of girls who are drunkenly freaking out, as per usual? Only time will tell. When is last call again?
2) Too many people who don’t normally drink wander out today. They probably went home hours ago. A friend and I saw a guy dragging both a pizza and his drunken, miniskirt-wearing girlfriend (?) home at maybe 5:30pm. Probably not a good indication of how the evening was going to go. At least he had his pizza, and she had her…I can’t say dignity…Hmmmm…I’ve got nothing.
3) I really don’t own anything green, nor do I think I have any Irish in me (hold in the jokes…). There were, however, some people dressed in very inventive and lovely outfits at work! Props.
Overall, a good day. I’m glad I do not teach tomorrow-saves having to cancel class because if no one showed today (about 30% of my class made the trek *yay*), NO ONE will show tomorrow.
P.S.
a) I had a MAD fit of the giggles today during American Beauty. Either that is one of the funniest movies I have ever seen, or I blame the chicken comic. Really, I’ll stop mentioning it now…
b) I’ve now edited this post multiple times. I would just like to announce that I’m going to bed at a reasonable hour (as in within the next 15 minutes) for those of you who were concerned about my lack of sleep yesterday 
