Wednesday, April 29, 2009

The Port Timberbottom Central Library

The Break Room.

The librarians' break room is in the basement, where they keep all the film strips and microfiche.

It is a small room with one window at the very top of the far wall, on level with the sidewalk. They leave it open except for when it rains. This is because all the librarians smoke.

There is a card table with folding chairs, and a slouchy green upholstered loveseat against the right wall. In the back left corner is a brown mini fridge, that often functions as another chair. In the far right corner is a soda machine-- cans only, big plastic buttons with the soda labels displayed underneath. Sprite, Coke, Diet Coke, and Grape.

Miss Pelmouth is the only one who drinks Grape, but she mostly avoids the break room since walking in on Mr. March and Miss Olivia Dross in a compromising position on the loveseat.

She is currently applying for a transfer to the Redbee Branch.

Monday, April 27, 2009

May your burdens be light,

and occasionally tasty.

A more accessible deity; dedicated to Tiffany.

Dinosaur Comics.

Wednesday, April 22, 2009

Apo(plectic)logies

Twitter has really sucked the life out of the blog. Sorry, true believers. I won't be so vain as to assume this is hurting anyone.

No, I take that back. Sorry for withholding what had been the best part of your day.

Some quick updates:

- Little brother is leaving this summer to Kobe, Japan for two years. Happiness/tears. Will be visiting VA at the top of July.
- Still working at dance studio. Poverty. Still working for IGMS. Drowning in slush.
- Am the writing half of an awesome comic collaboration with Meghan Kinder. Progress is slow but steady. I hope to have the whole script finished before the end of June.
- Lungs slowly recovering from months long lameness. Swimming, and slowly getting back into dancing form.
- Every other Wednesday has turned into Chosen Wednesday; a night of Buffy and potato tacos in K-Town.
- My neighbors in the next building over usually have loud sex around midnight. At least it sounds satisfying.
- Animated .gifs and fan art are my new late night crack, thanks to this chick .

Saturday, April 11, 2009

Easter

And me without my hat.



Sadness.

Saturday, April 4, 2009

Why???

I came to the Night of Soft Rock late, but at least I came as the chubby Annie Lennox.