Marcia was complaining about MR (a crotchety old man whose poor hearing makes it worse) and Anne was there too and said she doesn’t mind him. She said you just have to talk to him like he talks to you, and we’re both used to sarcastic banter and suchlike. I think we’d had this conversation before. The people i have difficulty with are the people who will just start talking and never stop.
I walked into Perks (moldy bread meant to dinner from home for me) and MH said hi to me. I considered trying to get my order to go, but i decided i wasn’t about to let the crazies keep me from enjoying my supper. I got a table near the back and sat and ate and read and after about twenty minutes he came over and started talking to me about watercolor painting (there are a number up on the wall in Perks) and finally went away and soon he started talking to the workers behind the counter (i was reminded of being trapped behind the circulation desk) and since i was really tired of listening to him i went back to the library and finished out my supper hour reading in the break room.
Terry’s been on vacation for 2 weeks and he asked me what i had been up to. I told him about grad school. He thought the stuff i wanted to research was cool. It’s not like i need his validation for my academic endeavors, but....
I told Terry i had finally gotten an Ivy Day dress but i needed to get a slip because it was somewhat see through. Of course he said something like, “And the fact that it’s see-through is a problem because...?”
‘Cause i’m leaving soon i asked if he’s gonna miss me. “Most definitely.” I replied that even though he always says that, whenever i see him he’s just like “Hi, how’ve you been?” “What do you want me to do?,” he replied, “Jump you and hump you?” Oh, my baby.
Terry’s PSA is that Open Water is a waste of an hour and a half. Well maybe not a waste of an hour and 24 minutes, but definitely a waste of the $6 he paid for a matinee viewing.
Tuesday i went in to Boston to chat with Matt Stahl. His mom went to Smith in the 50s! And guess from whence she hailed originally? Ayup. I should have asked what her name was since the NHS yearbooks go back to about 1940.
Finally signed up for a gmail account. (Sidenote, thanks to ironed_orchid in academics_anon: got codes to give away? check out gmail_invite.) I heart that one of the Security Question options is "What is your library card number?" Before i hop over to gmail_invite, is there anyone here who wants a gmail invite code?