I had off from work today, as it is the lovely state holiday of Lee-Jackson Day. Some odd southern thing I guess. We do get MLK Day off as well.

To add to the weirdness inherent in the holiday (I mean who the heck decide that it should be paired with MLK Day?) I also went to the doctor to see if they could give me anything more for the cough I've had since before X-mas. I got four perscriptions for various lovely drugs, including two types of steroids. My favorite is the purple UFO inhaler, filled with steroids. It can cause thrush, whatever that is (I'm looking at you for answers Sands), if I don't rinse out my mouth after using it. The doc then informed me that I might in fact have whooping cough.

It is not dangerous to me at this point, or to my colleague, who possibly has her own case. We both got summoned back to the doctor nest for emergency testing. This involved them shoving q-tips up our noses and then sending said q-tips to the state medical labs by a special rush courier, summoned just for that purpose. I feel extra special now. The doctor said I can still go on my date this weekend.

Plus we made a new YA area in my library. It is all pretty and full of open spaces.

Which Historical Lunatic Are You?
From the fecund loins of Rum and Monkey.

He's my favorite loon.

Things are well in my world. I have yet to crack and declare myself ruler of anywhere. And I'm finally spending a Dec. where the temperatures tend to be in the sixty's.

Woo!! Thank goodness my new state seems to have pulled it off. I think I'll dance around my apartment like a loon now. This is the first time in quite a while I've actually been hopeful about politics. Now we just have to figure out this marriage thing, and we'll be ready to tackle healthcare.

Alright, I really shouldn't get that excited, but I've gotten a phone interview. For a Reference/Reader's Advisory job in Beaumont CA. Eee!

Ok, I'm off to do my laundry.

I love our state senator. Russ Feingold is truly a man who has earned my respect over the years. He voted against the Patroit Act and against the war. He has tried to fight for the Patroit Act and actually works with conservatives to try and make things better. His newest move has made me respect him even more, because far too few people are willing to take this adminstration to task and point out the illegal activities. I'm worried for the man, but it is time that people other than citizens on web and the Daily Show try and remind us that there are still a set of laws that our governement is held to.

Go Mr. Feingold! Damn it, now I have to stay in WI to make sure he gets re-elected.

Who's up for breakfast/lunch?

Good morning to all. I'm now 24 and proud of it. May the next year hold graduation and wonderful jobs for myself and all my darling friends. And a nice kitty for me.

So one of the reasons I'm up and ready for work this morning is due to my freaky alarm clock. Lately it has been a few hours ahead of what I set it. This has been weirding me out, as I conjured up visions of some madman sneaking into my apartment while I was gone, and leaving a mis-set clock as the only sign of his presence. Ok, I have an over active imagination. The explanation is much more simple. Each 33 seconds or so of normal time, 1 minute of alarm clock time passes. This makes setting it a little hard; so, I ended waking up repeatedly to mis-set alarms and finally one was the right time.

Guess what I'm buying this weekend.

My heat is working. I've got a tiny little space heater that I'm attempting to warm me feet with. It warms the air about an inch in front of it. Real helpful. Shall curl up in my blankets soon and get some sleep. That is if Tybalt, my kitten, lets me.

Tybalt is soon to be my former kitten. It is just not working out. He's disturbed and keeps mistaking my legs for prey. And my arms. And my head at that. I love the little bugger, but he needs more beings around and more space. I have mixed feelings about giving him up, however the promise of being allowed to sleep through the night helps. I haven't had a proper night's sleep in awhile.

In about 14 hours I'm heading off to WLA. Hopefully will meet someone who would like to hire me. Or if nothing else can give me advice on how to survive the next seven months.

Maybe the heat will be fixed when I get back.

This morning I just found out something interesting. According to some concerned folks American libraries are banning books left and right. Or rather just the right's books.

"Library selection committees are systematically purging libraries of any conservative or serious Christian viewpoints and instead, loading the shelves with left-wing propaganda and pornography."

No one informed me of this. I guess I should go get rid of the serious Christian books in the public library down the road. They also seem to be behind on their porn ordering.

It is an interesting article, and looking at other viewpoints is also a good idea. But I do have trouble with the characterization of homosexuality as "a life-shortening road."

Well that's it for thoughts, deep or otherwise. Tybalt needs to be fed before he decides to come back and chew on my ankles again.