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I feel as though I have been so far removed from blogger-dom that I have to explain where I have been.

Life has been so crazy busy as of late. I have had between 3-4 papers due every week for the past month+ and so much reading. Last week was especially bad, one of those

"I am going to quit right now...I don't need this degree" kinda weeks.

I turned in a 9 page paper on the history and literary comparisons (of 7 different versions) of The Emperor's New Clothes, which interestingly enough, may not have been originally written by Hans Christian Andersen; but may have come from a varied versions of a tale told centuries before in Italy and Spain.

I turned in a "Book talk" and "Notecard" for All quiet on the Western Front.

And most horrible of horrible, I had to give a presentation of my research proposal (this is the big final paper I have to write--though only 10 pages in length--and it sucks because what is the point of writing a paper about how I would write a research paper...why not just write a research paper!?!? Argh...don't get me started...I may start to hyperventilate...again...

Thursday night Mom and I took a little road trip. I had gotten a call the week before from a small library in Southeastern Massachusetts and had set up an interview. Insted of flying I decided to make a mini-weekend break; Mom came along for company. We struck out at a little after 8pm, leaving Michigan for Canada, shooting over Niagara Falls into New York state via Buffalo (woot woot B1 & B2), and finally into Massachusetts at 5am.

We arrived at the farm (that I used to work at) Friday around 5:30am, and snuck into Mummy Dearest's house and that is where Mummy's Hubby and chitlins found us at breakfast time. I woke up to Big Bro looking at me--too cute!

Friday was a whirlwind of mental preparation for the interview the next day and sheer exhaustion. I was fortunate enough to see friend Christy (who had a half day from teaching) and visit a little with CJ, though I could not seem to keep my eyes open--so tired! Many friends were already on vacations for Thanksgiving, or had the day off. It felt odd to be at the farm since:

A. when I was there last, I had to leave to head home for my father's eventual funeral, etc.
B. TSOldtimer was still there when I left, and he has since left and moved to Spain for the time being. TSO you were missed! The farm doesn't feel the same without you!

Saturday, after breakfast with Mummy, Hubby, Big Bro, Little Sis, and CJ, Mom and I headed in a southeasternly direction for the little town of *Hogsmeade (*yes....yes...I am a lame Harry Potter fan...but this will be the name I use to keep the library annonymous) It took us about two and a half hours from the farm to reach this cute, quiet, little city of @14,000 (reminds me of Fenton, where I grew up).

Met with the Director and Chair of the Board of Trustees for my interview--which lasted nearly two hours--and found myself not nervous, but rather excited at the possibility of the job and interested in what the Director had to say about her experiences there, the city, and the library world in general. In my experiences of interviews, there have been those moments where you think, "ok, I could work here for a while...but just until something else comes up, and then I am out of here." This interview was quite the opposite. I found myself eagerly excited and thinking that I could see myself working there for quite a long time.

I am not getting my hopes up--but I really want this job. Out of the 5 interviews they did last week--the Director told me as I left--the position is between myself and another person. Should know by (hopefully) next week.

After hanging out in Lawrence, MA. Saturday night with Mummy's family and her sister Heidi, Mom and I headed home Sunday morning; setting out for another long drive. We arrived home last night at 7:30om, utterly exhausted, and almost a little glad for the end of the weekend.

So, if you have made it through this terribly long and boring expose into why I have not written in a while, wish me luck...and who knows?...maybe I will be writing to say that I got a new job SOON!


I used to spend 14 hrs. a day (or more: cataloging started at 6:30 am and principles ended at 8:30 pm) in the building. In the first 2 months I went from 185 lbs. to 162-- the clothes I brought to college didn't fit. One day, in the library, I started laughing from the stress and couldn't stop for about 45 minutes... Ron Blazek (yeah, the guy who wrote one of the books you probably use) walked in the lab one Saturday and asked if one of us wanted to go to a football game because he had an extra ticket. We were working on assignments for his class and he has the balls to tempt us away??? I think I actually said, "wtf is wrong with you?" but I don't think he heard me. Anyway, good l... is it bad luck to wish anything to librarians? Alright, break a leg.
Thanks Effing. Some days the stress and madness associated with grad school makes me want to quote Dr. Evil:

"My father was a relentlessly self-improving boulangerie owner from Belgium with low-grade narcolepsy and a penchant for buggery. My mother was a 15 year old French prostitute named Chloe with webbed feet. My father would womanize, he would drink, he would make outrageous claims, like he invented the question mark. Sometimes, he would accuse chestnuts of being lazy - the sort of general malaise that only the genius possess and the insane lament. My childhood was typical: summers in Rangoon, luge lessons. In the spring, we'd make meat helmets. When I was insolent, I was placed in a burlap bag and beaten with reeds. Pretty standard, really."
That said, I had to post this other funny quote from Austin Powers

Paddy O'Brien:
"They're always after me lucky charms. What? Why does everyone always laugh when I say that? They are after me lucky charms! What!?"

Frau Farbissina:
"It's a television commercial. With this cartoon leprechaun, and all of these children are trying to chase him, "Hey, leprechaun, leprechaun man, we want to get your lucky charms." Oh! And there are these little tiny pieces of mashmallow just stuck right in the cereal. So when the kids eat them they think, "Oooh this is candy, I'm having fun!"

I love that movie. I feel like movie could sum up my whole life existence...well, minus all the sex...
JennPav said…
well, they can sum up your high school times-- just like mine. Ahhh the cinema.

Anyway, I know you will get the job, so let me know when you do!!!!!!
Thanks for the vote of confidence, but they actually gave it to the other girl. :(
Thanks for the vote of confidence, but they actually gave it to the other girl. :(

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