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Top 10 Interesting Things I've Learned From Working at the Library

Sat, 21 Jul 2007 16:50:32 GMT

10.) At least once a month you will get someone looking for "that book" -- the one that they don't know the name of, they don't know the author, they don't know what it's about, and they don't know where/who they heard about it from...

9.) If you're calm, patient, and creative, you can find the book referred to above :D

8.) The programmer(s) of Tipcat:
-- a.) thought they were cute/smart
-- b.) were in too much of hurry during the programming
-- c.) don't understand the term "User Friendly"
-- d.) didn't realize that a general search for "Pirate" and "Pirates" should bring up the same material
-- e.) must have built in some form of viewing program that allows them to laugh at users getting stuck in redundant search loops and still not find what they were looking for in the first place :P

7.) It does'nt matter how big the sign is, nor how big the letters are, some people just cannot read "OUT OF ORDER"

6.) Shoes do NOT set off the security alarms

5.) You can't help but smile to yourself when you see the book "Sex for Dummies" on the reshelving cart at least once every other week (apologies to anyone that comment may offend, unfortunately that is NOT an exaggeration)

4.) At least 1/3 of the people visiting the library are only interested in knowing which computers they can use to log on to MySpace

3.) You suddenly realize that there are at least 2 dozen books, three seperate series, and at least forty movies that are absolute MUST sees/reads ... even though you've never even heard of them before

2.) Regardless of your job, everyone assumes you're a librarian -- librarians have to have a masters (and yes, I'm thinking about looking into getting one :D)

1.) It doesn't matter how slow things are, we're not allowed to have a book at the desk to read :P, lol

Snowy Smiles...

Tue, 16 Jan 2007 16:44:16 GMT

SNOW!!!!!! it makes me smile, and Jacq'e apparently like it as well, lol. I took her out to "go" and she kept running around and sniffing and sneezing the snow, very amusing. Then I made a snowball for her to chase and tossed it across the ground - Jacq'e went flying after it, but couldn't quite stop on the cold, slick ground. She slid past the snowball in a glittering cloud of loose snow becoming covered in the sparkly downfall of losse snow scattered by her sudden attempt to stop in the loose downfall. When she attempted to retrieve the loosely packed ball it crumpled into the snow (I didn't pack it tightly) and she was quite confused as to what had happened, continuously returning to the locations in an attempt to see if the ball had reappeared, lol – then she’d come running to me, I don’t think she quite realized that I was making a new snowball every time! lol, ah, that was good stuff, thought I’d share it for anyone that could use a smile

<*hugs*>
Laters!

Restless Heart...

Sun, 31 Dec 2006 07:27:21 GMT

So I'm dicovering slowly but surely that once again things won't seem to go to plan...but now the questions that arise seem even more confusing and interlooping. I've already torn asunder one article of life due to the apparent lack of accurate and precise wording on my part (arguable, but not erally worth doing so) do I dare attempt to follow a flare that closely follows when I yet am not able (in my mind at least) to know the way of my own heart's needs? Why is this burden suddenly such a hasty issue, an ocean of uncertainty in which I seem unable to find any certain wind but only waves that threaten to strand me in the middle of such despair?

Ways of mine heart,
Ever morphing I see;
Mine eyes set apart,
To safety I'ld flee.

Yet in this stormy gale,
I seem moored fast;
Holes torn in my sail,
Keep me too near the past.

I seem run aground,
On past faults piled high;
Seem doomed to the sound,
Of desparing cry.

I know what I've done,
Know where I have failed;
Where I ignored the Son,
Where temptation's prevailed.

Stuck on this rock,
I cannot seem to break free;
Unable to dock,
Where I know I need to be.

For prayers I do inquire,
As this storm I fight;
Many logs ready to fire,
But I know not which to light.

Life's winding roads have crossed themselves and recrossed themselves erpteaedly in these last few weeks and of the final location I now seek I am not even sure, but one thing I know without pause or thought, that I cannot make this path alone.

Prayers for thought
Prayers for action
Prayers for open mind
and Prayers for open heart

These are that which I most strongly request at this time. Thank you friends

Curious...

Fri, 15 Dec 2006 03:04:40 GMT

What should one do when his heart is screaming one thing and his head something else entirely? just wondering

Randomness....

Tue, 24 Oct 2006 16:07:17 GMT

Okay, so it's cold (but I like it) and totally, incredibly, and otherwise completely gorgeous outside! THe trees outside my window are exploding with at least 2 dozen different colors/sahdes and I'm feeling the best I've felt in weeks. YAY! for sleep and sunshine! lol

To all my freinds, stay beautiful/handsome -- if you don't agree, youi're entitled to your opinion...even when it is wrong -- and Carpe' Diem!

<*hugs*>
Laters!

to all my loving friends, updated

Fri, 20 Oct 2006 15:06:15 GMT

sorry yall, forgot to update this, I'm good now, for a while anyways, lol
<*HUGS*> to all!

Laters

sad update

Tue, 03 Oct 2006 06:12:29 GMT

the rumored body was indeed the missing person, please keep the Warren family in all y'all's prayers

Prayer Request...

Sun, 01 Oct 2006 21:35:49 GMT

Please keep Julie Hunt’s father’s cousin, Marrie Warren and family in your prayers. Marrie Warren’s had her home was found broken into with her aunt missing last night. The woman is in her upper 80’s – low 90’s. They live in a small town-type area where everyone leaves their doors open and keys in the car – not a place where something like this is even contemplated. Police and dogs are all over the neighborhood and there is a rumor floating around that they have found a beaten corpse. Please pray for Marrie Warren and their entire family through this rough time.

Thanks all,
I'll try and update with something upbeat soon!
<*hugs*>
Laters

to all my loving friends...

Tue, 15 Aug 2006 02:31:41 GMT

y'all, I know you love me and I thank yo all for your concern for me as has been expressed many times. I howver must request that I do not have everyone asking me questions right now of how they can help or if everything is ok. I'll be alright, I always am, I just ened some time with my thoughts. This last weekend has been realxing, eye-opening, enlightening, and heart wrenching all at the same time. I need to breath, and I need to think, I know y'all mean well, but please, allow me some peace for the time being.

Thank you,
love and <*hugs*>
Mark

scarred and worn...

Tue, 15 Aug 2006 02:28:43 GMT

A heart torn apart,
A heart uplifted;
Far from the start,
This soul has drifted.

My mind is split,
Between paths divided;
Still take the hit,
No matter which is decided.

Thoughts circling ‘round,
My heart mustn’t harden;
As I hit the ground,
I must make no bargain.

The choice has been made,
My paths reset again;
No price can be paid,
To this path regain.

Confused and conflicted,
I pass thorough this gloom;
Though dim and constricted,
I must find a new moon.

The light in the dark,
Redeeming my mind;
The contrast is stark,
But still hard to find.

The path ‘twas before me,
I knew not where it led;
And so I could not see,
The grave that it fed.

But now anew this trail I must walk,
Alone again, but lighter in heart;
While others may gawk,
I’ll make a new start.

All pain heals with time,
Or so I’ve been told;
But with me and mine,
I encase it in gold.

My pain and my misery,
Defining my past;
My heart its treasury,
Forever to last.

My falls define me,
When I pick myself up;
That all may see,
On this pain I sup.

None other can know,
All my heart holds;
In it how to grow,
And all of my molds.

It is only with pain we can appreciate,
The trueness and fullness of love;
‘Tis for this we all wait,
And we all look above.

I know she is out there,
My heart tells me so;
And to God in prayer,
I will still go.

For in His time things come to pass,
My job’s to await His conditions;
My trust on Him I fully must cast,
And await this miraculous fruition.