Friday, October 03, 2008

t.g.i.m.f.f my dogs.... roctober 3 year 0

open prayer to the lord: dear dear sweet jesus please swoop down here to the liberry and deliver my ass from this place a.s.a.p. if possible. i'll be nicer to everyone i swear. thank you.

---- today was sooooo long i feel like i fit 48 hours in already. i for sure didn't want to work this a.m. like no way. and i have a stomach ache like my intestines are wound up twisted in rubberbands that are being snapped by hells minions.

---tomorrow is the welkarian birfday thats good although her gift has not arrived yet.

--- i think there are a new crew of rehab dudes in the library lately- i shant be dating any of them fear not.

---i just had a mini red licorice

-- i made a vat of kick ass turkey chili the other day- it ruled

-- i found a turkey sandwich last week... beardens - it was fair at best. it was sort of like slightly stale bread with a block of turkey luncheon meat, lettuce, tomato, and bacon... not to say i need it fancied up with capers and escargot... i don't want a candy ass turkey club.... i digress oh yeah and biggest ups to the artist dj bridget ginley for her suggestions i will follow up on those.. there was a time back in the day when the welk and i were on the quest for the best turkey club sandwich as it turned out the winner was the tic-toc tavern and to tell you how good it was - when i was almost done i noticed there was a little mold on the cheese and the waitress wanted to take it back and i said "aw hell no its good!!!" the hairy buffalo had a good one too... also the riverwood tavern. i will begin the quest again.

--- oh the patron who gave me candy from russia is here.... i liked it better when he thanked me with booze!

--- also in the liberry currently is a patron we call mittens because prior to medication and recent head shaving.. she would come to the liberry with socks (dirty) on her hands and wouln't touch anything where you touched it when handing it to her....... she frazy (as una would say) she also use to order literally hundreds of items and not pick them up....and now she i currently angry at one of the pages so at the end of the night she goes around to all the various sections and pulls books till she has a pile of about 20 which she dumps on a table so they have to pick them up. odd... but i'm trying to be the voice for the mentally ill here so i won't allow anyone to call her mittens and ask that if they cannot be nicer the should just always refer her to me. although i got into it with trebor (the mentally ill dude who always asks me to drive him to the bar) - i know he frazy but he's a dick sometimes - it really wasn't a "run in" it was a brief disagreement based on a crazy persons ideas. you have no idea how badly i want to leave.

-- i better go see if there are any decent movies to watch.

--- i felt like i should have watched more of the vp debate yesterday but school of rock was on man.

---has anyone shopped at steelyard commons? i don't care for it- i mean outside of it being in closer proximity to my jobs - i don't dig it - its too urban or something. i don't feel 'rap enough.

---the page that use to work here brought her little baby in.. i held him and man is he beeeefy he's like a sack of flour... solid and thick.

--- my part time counter part here is leaving for a job downtown... all i can say is "buhbye". she got her job here as a favor from our prior branch manager - the douche bag who accused all of us of having fleas... thusly by association she is no friend of mine plus she seems chronically addicted to