You Have to Work for The Virgin Suicides
Online Check: the book is in!
Biking to the library.... d'oh! Forgot library card.
Biked to library.
8th floor.
Searching... uh.. not there. But the book is in!
Help Desk: "Yo, what up?"
HD-Guy comes up to 8th with me.
"Yep, not there and I can give you a frame-able certificate stating as much."
Circulation desk.
"Yeah, it should be in. Probably just returned. You can go through the unsorted stacks if you want."
Found! Tucked behind another row of books.
Biking to the library.... d'oh! Forgot library card.
Biked to library.
8th floor.
Searching... uh.. not there. But the book is in!
Help Desk: "Yo, what up?"
HD-Guy comes up to 8th with me.
"Yep, not there and I can give you a frame-able certificate stating as much."
Circulation desk.
"Yeah, it should be in. Probably just returned. You can go through the unsorted stacks if you want."
Found! Tucked behind another row of books.
The bike home was beautiful. Fireflys about. Sometimes the world is made just for me.
1 Comments:
The fireflies had me in a trance Saturday evening.
And they're lucky I'm not 10 anymore because I would have had their tiny asses in a jar with holes poked in the lid and a few leaves inside, certain they'd be happy and live a long time that way.
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