tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36241342011-12-02T09:59:53.957-05:00i post and publish, therefore i amM. Frednoreply@blogger.comBlogger3371100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3624134.post-49039108840191039642009-05-01T16:05:00.005-04:002009-05-01T16:13:46.226-04:00

I'm out of the blog-my-life game. Its been fun, but I'm less and less interested in maintaining this blog presence.I do, however, still like to force my opinions on the unsuspecting public:mfred.tumblr.com

M. Frednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3624134.post-47049943419255864762009-03-02T16:03:00.004-05:002009-03-02T16:30:49.570-05:00

You Don't Know Jack by Erin McCarthyRating: 3 of 5 starsThis is one of those books where I felt each cliche eat at my soul.The tale begins with a cross-dressing psychic telling a group of four women living in NYC (drinking martinis) about their destinies. Our heroine, a hippy-dippy country gal, relocated to the big city and became a social worker due to her big time daddy abandonment issues.

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Somewhere in my Internet journeys yesterday, I came across LaLa.com, which for the time being, seems to allow some free --and legal-- access to streaming music.I say for "the time being" because a lot of these free music sites quickly come, are quickly served with scary threatening copyright infringement letters and lawsuits, and then just as quickly go. I, personally, am ambivalent about

M. Frednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3624134.post-43949090718616318482008-11-04T08:30:00.003-05:002008-11-04T16:55:59.152-05:00

I'm so over this election. I was over this election two years ago when it became obvious that the 2008 election was gonna start in 2006. In early 2006, I thought to myself, can these assholes really make a campaign last two years? By mid-2006, I was fatigued and worn. At the dawn of 2007, I entered into a deep and lasting apathy that pretty much ruled over everything until this morning, when

M. Frednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3624134.post-63495316715417915452008-10-27T07:00:00.001-04:002008-10-27T11:38:54.555-04:00

I would like to take a moment her to express my luurve for Kate Beaton. I do not know this person, I have never met her, but her web comics tickle my funny bone and delight me like none other.In some of her strips, Beaton takes parts of her everyday life-- living in Nova Scotia, working as an administrative office personage in the oil fields-- and turns them into strips that KILL me with this

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Bonk: The Curious Coupling of Science and Sex by Mary Roachrating: 4 of 5 starsRead the description here (Amazon)My review:Like Mary Roach's two other books, Stiff and Spook, I found this book about the history of sex research laugh out loud funny, as well as insightful and thought provoking. While the subject itself is fascinating, Roach is worth reading just for her asides, tangents, and

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King Dork by Frank Portmanrating: 5 of 5 starsPlot (from Amazon):"In Frank Portman's dazzling debut novel, frustrated song-writer and high school student Tom Henderson finds his dead father's copy of The Catcher in the Rye, and his life changes forever. Part social satire, part mystery, with a healthy dose of rock music (and angst), King Dork is one of our must-read favorites of the year." My

M. Frednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3624134.post-37648662610336421242008-10-03T14:07:00.001-04:002008-10-03T14:17:54.183-04:00

Selene by Lilith Saintcrowrating: 2 of 5 starsSelene is a free serialized novel published every Monday, Weds, and Friday to Lilith Saintcrow's web site. The epilogue was published today.Plot: Its a post-apocalyptic style future where shizz is all dangerous and fucked up and there's lots of tension between those with extra-normal powers (sex witchery, e.g.) and just the normal people. Selene,

M. Frednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3624134.post-27573096170617523762008-09-24T07:30:00.000-04:002008-09-24T13:47:34.142-04:00

The Blue Place by Nicola GriffithPlot and Reviews also at AmazonRating: 4 of 5 starsI was pleasantly surprised at how enjoyable this book is to read. Normally, I'm not into the suspense/mystery genre, but Griffith builds more of a noir feeling, a la James Ellroy, than the typical whodunnit bestsellers.The descriptive language is much more lush and lyrical than Ellroy, but I found it just as

M. Frednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3624134.post-11701741596909601472008-09-08T11:01:00.003-04:002008-09-08T11:07:58.689-04:00

Oh man, is this the funniest video ever. EVAR!!!one!!11eleven!!Or watch it at http://current.com/items/89270795_target_women_sarah_palin My favorite parts:"Trading one vagina for another""...Fox news, which has suddenly discovered sexism...""I'm totally pregnant! For funzies!"

M. Frednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3624134.post-45496489126392436432008-09-03T11:33:00.004-04:002008-09-03T12:10:50.192-04:00

Some of my dear readers will think less of me for admitting this, but I am a romance novel reader. I used to be a fantasy/sci-fi reader, heavy on the fantasy. My love for vampires, magic, werewolves, gothic horror, etc. eventually lead me to a new breed of romance novel, the paranormal romance.So in this vein (har har), I'd like to take a moment to explore the Black Dagger Brotherhood series.

M. Frednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3624134.post-30991934966487677422008-08-26T10:46:00.000-04:002008-08-26T10:47:13.816-04:00

M. Frednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3624134.post-79003317164526855832008-08-11T16:25:00.003-04:002008-08-11T17:31:40.874-04:00

I need some help people. I need a judgment call.Please tell me, is the following item so wrong, its right or is just plain wrong?Chanel Limited Edition Gold Fiction Nail PolishYes, that is nail polish made with 18 ct. GOLD. Here is bloomie's description:Nails captivate with the look of 18-karat gold. Brilliant golden lacquer with the finest sparkles delivers a precious new way for nails to

M. Frednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3624134.post-27172971579574464672008-07-24T10:21:00.005-04:002008-07-24T10:53:03.582-04:00

All events portrayed in this IM conversation are real. Names have been changed to protect the innocent. Read more about the storm.Frisboy: who's flooding?Me: Me, i did!the house was inundated last nightFrisboy: for reals?Me: yeah, i mean not totally inundatedbut a couple of inches in the kitchenSee the color difference in the red brick? That's the water line on the back stairs. When I stepped

M. Frednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3624134.post-88622807646962425852008-07-18T12:57:00.004-04:002008-07-21T17:29:19.714-04:00

MKD just posted a random blog in which she admitted to liking that I Kissed a Girl song that's on the radio all the time now.Here is a link to lyrics and the video for I Kissed a Girl.As my arguments shall prove, I Kissed a Girl is allegedly about a girl who is fucking awesome and is telling you about it, but on a closer look, I think you will come to agree that this chick kissing other chicks is

M. Frednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3624134.post-71140035939268761172008-07-16T13:16:00.002-04:002008-07-16T13:20:02.426-04:00

and that makes Neil Patrick Harris my NEWEST BESTEST FRIEND. He doesn't know it yet (natch) but he is. I looourve you NPH. In fact, here is a letter to NPH:Dear Neil Patrick Harris,I loved you when you were Doogie and I was 13. However, then I grew up and kinda forgot about you, until Harold and Kumar. But since H&K, I have learned how deep, how abiding, how true, my love for you is. Your

M. Frednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3624134.post-58604457754341796552008-07-01T14:11:00.003-04:002008-07-01T14:14:31.864-04:00

As if I needed another excuse to stay home and watch TV, Joss Whedon is offering a FREE INTERNET VIEWING of his latest project, July 15-20th. View the trailer here: http://www.drhorrible.com/

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This is Wordle of my post on eczema. Its the itch that keeps on giving!

M. Frednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3624134.post-71817130730730954532008-06-03T15:27:00.002-04:002008-06-03T15:35:14.316-04:00

I have decided that I want this dress: Here are all the ways in which I want this dress:In white and ivory (and less shiny), to get married in. Then I will walk down the aisle snapping my fingers and saying, "Bish, pleaaaze!"In black, for my own funeral. This dress makes me re-think my dislike for open casketsIn that soft material hospital scrubs are made of, to wear around the house, all the

M. Frednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3624134.post-16763231509669937822008-05-29T17:34:00.003-04:002008-05-29T18:19:44.898-04:00

I have eczema.Two years ago, during the late spring, these weird round patches show up all of a sudden-like on my legs. They were red and bumpy, about the size of a dime, but whatever. I decided to wait for them to go away.They didn't. But whatever, I moisturize one or two nights in a row and then forget about them. I see them again and slap some aloe on for a few weeks and then forget about

M. Frednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3624134.post-13481360891617604702008-05-20T13:15:00.003-04:002008-05-20T13:30:23.620-04:00

I just moved to a new apartment.I'm too busy shopping for new things online while pretending to do work while also covertly blogging to actually blog something of interest right now. So here are some interesting things I have found on teh Internets:Anti Monkey Butt Powder -- Yeah, you read it right.Vampire Slayer Buffy Saves Iraq Reporter's Soul,via NPR.A (Not So) Complete History of Literary

M. Frednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3624134.post-63976415738579308452008-04-30T09:48:00.001-04:002008-04-30T09:48:23.389-04:00

OM FUCKING G!  Cutest.  Thing.  Everhttp://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wgrrQwLdME8

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I'm in a training right now.My instructor is concurrently running a sharing program that allows off site participants to watch her screen, as well as sharing her screen with the classroom via a projector.After we group-learn, she asks us to perform the same task on our workstations in an independant manner. She tells the off-site participants (listening in and watching her screen from remote

M. Frednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3624134.post-73649525320257111972008-04-14T11:33:00.001-04:002008-04-14T11:33:26.545-04:00

"No, most librarians are very bitter, very mannish 65-year-olds who hate you for your unwasted youth and vitality, and show it by acting completely resentful when you ask them to do some semblance of work. Like postal workers, I'm sure they got into library sciences for a cool summertime gig, but, when life continued to pass them by like out of a scene in George Pal's THE TIME MACHINE (picture it

M. Frednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3624134.post-52822746996270038882008-04-03T16:21:00.003-04:002008-04-03T16:26:29.799-04:00

My online music listening habits have only recently blossomed into the world of podcasting. Because I'm one of those geeky types that disdains new fangled things, obvs.Here is what I have been doing lately with mah internets time:1. The NPR Music site and the "new" flash based music player. Whereas before you had to download and listen to each MP3 from All Songs Considered separately, now you

M. Frednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3624134.post-30563782337084803102008-03-06T13:18:00.002-05:002008-03-06T13:21:07.193-05:00

I went to the new Target that just opened up in my neighborhood. Oh, lovely, oh splendid, oh wondiferous Target! How I adore your sparkly shelves crammed with all the things I never need but feel compelled to buy simply because they are all located in the same place.Here is what I bought:Frozen, single-serving DiGornio's Cheese Pizza - because the SLF was out and dinner was on my ownFrozen

M. Frednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3624134.post-67528410394709634992008-02-01T13:52:00.000-05:002008-02-01T14:08:48.318-05:00

I got a new kitty! A kitty of LOOOOUURRVVEE!!Her name is Lola, we adopted her from a PetSmart that had rescue cats. PetSmart adoptions are awesome cuz you don't have to jump through any hoops, just fill out the paperwork and take her home. However, PetSmart adoptions aren't so awesome when your cat comes home with a variation of "Kennel Cough" and sneezes boogers all over your house. And your

M. Frednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3624134.post-14054870255805270352008-01-23T15:11:00.000-05:002008-01-23T15:20:07.621-05:00

While trying to explain the presence of a ring on my ring-finger the other day to a curious friend, I realized that I have succumbed to wedding fever.Unless you have physically seen my hand in the past few months, you may not realize I wear a ring. A glitzy, sparkly, wedding-type ring. I didn’t make any kind of formal announcement, only told those select few who happened to see it and ask or

M. Frednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3624134.post-43635041994913825702007-12-20T15:43:00.001-05:002007-12-20T15:43:03.134-05:00

My friend the Analyst pointed out once that the nice part of giving something up is that when you do finally get back to it, you can call it a Triumphant Return!  In its original context, the Triumphant Return was for when we finally went back to the gym after neglecting our memberships for months and months.  So I am returning to blogland to say, "Yes, I have braved the wild jungles of deepest

M. Frednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3624134.post-87145425790830055262007-10-22T15:44:00.000-04:002007-10-22T15:45:00.762-04:00

I'm on a blogging hiatus.  I've now officially started it and it will officially end when I say so.  When, you say?   At some later date, not to be predetermined by anyone, including me.

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I stopped taking the pill.In fact, I have significantly decreased taking many pills. About a year or so ago, I decided it was time to see what I was "really like" without all the meds. I had been considering stepping off the anti-depressants for awhile, and my new doctor basically said, "hey guess what, the time will never be right, so let's just do it now" and I was like, "word!", so I

M. Frednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3624134.post-82198178723913118672007-08-13T17:33:00.001-04:002007-08-13T17:35:41.590-04:00

Australian governing party lawmakers doubt human contribution to global warmingCANBERRA, Australia: Four Australian governing party lawmakers rejected on Monday the idea that humans are causing global warming, the conclusion reached by their colleagues on a parliamentary committee. The 11-member multiparty committee had examined the potential in Australia of geosequestration — the

M. Frednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3624134.post-7234872963416018822007-08-03T12:47:00.001-04:002007-08-03T12:56:23.469-04:00

Respectful Architect(mouse over to view meanings)Apparently, I am a respectful architect. Huh? *What I really enjoy about this personality test is that it says I am a person with average empathy (magenta), slightly high masculinity (corn flower blue), and average femininity (yellow).Now, personally, I have always found myself to be on the femme side of the great Femme vs Butch Debate. Guess I

M. Frednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3624134.post-63947554291029800712007-07-23T11:01:00.001-04:002007-07-23T11:01:57.303-04:00

That's right, I finished Harry Potter and I'm about to spill the beans:.....Dumbledore dies.Harry's nickname is Roonil Wazlib.Ron kissed a girl!HAHA!  Those are the HP6 beans!  Suckers!  You were all like, "OH NO THE HUMANITY she's gonna tell!", but you kept reading, didn't you! and I totally got you. I did read HP7 this weekend, though instead of dweebing it up at a bookstore and purchasing the

M. Frednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3624134.post-31225536203002932542007-06-30T13:44:00.001-04:002007-06-30T13:44:26.673-04:00

But seriously, wasn't it May like yesterday?I hate being busy, I really do.  I so much prefer having nothing planned and therefore doing nothing until the mood strikes to do something.  Maybe this explains the massive amounts of TV I watch.  And the romance novels. Ok, its true.  I read romance novels.  Actually, I read paranormal dark fantasy romance novels.  My romance novels have vampires and

M. Frednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3624134.post-80497294068301950702007-05-31T16:53:00.001-04:002007-05-31T16:53:20.924-04:00

I'm sorry to update my blog only to say goodbye.  I will be gone for the next week and a half, attending a conference for work.  That's right, I said it, a library conference.  With thousands upon thousands of other librarians. I expect to have the following conversations:On my job:"I can't really help you with that, I'm just a contractor with the US government.""Well I didn't vote for him either

M. Frednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3624134.post-91446978812098008872007-04-15T14:09:00.000-04:002007-04-15T15:18:04.232-04:00

This tax year, I got fucked. I got fucked to the tune of three thousand dollars.Let's just skip the chit chat and get right down to the details, shall we?I choose a W2 job that was less than full time and not a lot of money because I thought it was a great opportunity in a difficult-to-break-into field (archives) and that it made me happy. Also, even tho it part time, it still qualified for

M. Frednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3624134.post-55893819895946046652007-04-04T19:33:00.001-04:002007-04-04T19:39:51.286-04:00

Yo, its time to take the power back. Head on over here to find out all about how THE MAN wants to RUIN CHOCOLATE!!!I'm not a big "joiner"-- every four years, I vote for the presidential election, and that's about the extent of my participation in government. Hell, I don't even watch the evening news, if I can help it. But mess with chocolate? I filled out a comment on that docket like it my

M. Frednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3624134.post-23108664062097533732007-04-02T13:12:00.001-04:002007-04-02T13:12:46.698-04:00

Now that I am downtown and have a billion and one places to spend my sweet sweet salary on lunch time items, I have taken to going out and "walking" during my lunch "hour" (its only 30 minutes, LAME). I say "walking" because even though I am pursuing physical exercise, I am also1. Smoking at least one cigarette on the journey.2. Looking for places to "treat" myself.Now that its Spring-ish in the

M. Frednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3624134.post-11026547987727583072007-03-14T22:27:00.001-04:002007-03-14T22:27:14.152-04:00

I'm not dead, I just started a new job, hence the lack of postage onthe webage. I got a job with a contractor working for a governmentagency. Technically, I am not a government employee. I still had tosign my life away in confidentiality statements.New jobs are so exciting. Except that I'm in a cube in a room whereNO ONE TALKS TO ANYONE. Seriously, they've taken this whole"shuuush!"

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Some time ago, I mentioned that our trash can went missing. I suspected my strange neighbors of being "hoarding trash can stealers from another planet" because its so not like me to overreact or embellish a story.Turns out, it was not our strange neighbors-to-the-right (versus the hippies to the left), but the shoddy construction crew putting up a GIANT house right across the street from

M. Frednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3624134.post-74376197990578998652007-01-19T09:31:00.000-05:002007-01-19T10:35:36.929-05:00

Now that I have migrated to the new version of blogger, I can finally post this:While vacationing in the Caribbean, I fell into the ocean.I fell into the ocean while carrying my purse on my left shoulder.My purse contained the following items:Assorted girly things like lip gloss, breath mints, tampons, etc., in a small pink mesh pouch. My DIY day-planner (a small blank moleskin journal in which I

M. Frednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3624134.post-1166818935532036152006-12-22T14:41:00.000-05:002006-12-22T15:22:15.553-05:00

At the office party the other day, we were asked about our holiday plans. I triumphantly reported mine THE BEST EVER since I actually have TWO CHRISTMAS VACATIONS this year.The first: Merrymaking at home with my mumsy and my special lady friend.Highlights will include:1. Empanadas. Its a delicious meat pie!Haha sucker, bet you won't get no empanadas at your Xmas (unless you are latino and you

M. Frednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3624134.post-1166133011282604182006-12-14T16:50:00.000-05:002006-12-14T16:50:11.330-05:00

There is a gastro-intestinal thing going around and I caught it this weekend.  And it was the worst thing EVER.I mean, you really can't get much worse than gastroenteritis.  MKD had it awhile back and I believe she referred to it using the term "piss ass".  Yeah.  Exactly. Viral gastroenteritis is caused by a number of different viruses.  Being the nerd that I am, I looked them all up and settled

M. Frednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3624134.post-1164834133764225652006-11-29T15:15:00.000-05:002006-11-29T16:02:13.783-05:00

I didn't get to do my Somewhat Annual Thanksgiving post this year (I am somewhat wont to do it from year to year, get it?). This year, instead of sitting at a computer trying to come up with yet another list of funny things to be thankful for, I was in Texas, visiting with the Special Lady Friend's friends and family.A few things I thought about Texas prior to ever stepping foot that far West

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It IS the most wonderful time! Of the year!Here at the Center of the Universe, I have decided to fully embrace the pre-Christmas extravaganza of the fall shopping season. So what, it isn't even Thanksgiving and CVS has their Christmas aisle up the day after Halloween? I don't care! I love Christmas! Christmas decorations for sale at CVS? Awesome! Fake Christmas trees at Michaels? Not so

M. Frednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3624134.post-1162418377937852202006-11-01T16:59:00.000-05:002006-11-01T16:59:38.036-05:00

I'm not feeling the blog lately.  Can you tell?  If there were a sudden apocalypse of some kind (unlike all those planned apocalypses, I guess) and all that remained of my life were this blog, then it would be like October 2006 never ever existed. The Special Lady Friend and I were discussing the month of Octover last night and we decided to give it a THUMBS DOWN!  It was kind of a suck-fest. 

M. Frednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3624134.post-1158785354555178122006-09-20T16:49:00.000-04:002006-09-20T16:49:18.066-04:00

This morning I was perusing the web, as I often do at work in the mornings, because WHO does WORK first thing in the morning, am I right or what? and I went over to Not Martha's ( www.notmartha.org ) site to check up on my favorite craftster, decorator, and home-maker person in the inter-world.  If only I could organize things and make cupcakes like this woman does.What do I find?  My entire

M. Frednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3624134.post-1158267864021754192006-09-14T16:37:00.000-04:002006-09-14T17:04:24.120-04:00

There are so! many! things! that I want right now. I made the mistake of dragging the special lady friend to The Paper Source in Georgetown the other day. Once that tiny hint of fall came blowing in on a 65 degree breeze, my need to CRAFT THINGS NOW exploded into full force. I've already knitted a scarf, made numerous origami boxes, an origami nun, a pig, and an illustrated label for my cupcake

M. Frednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3624134.post-1157562074424154032006-09-06T13:01:00.000-04:002006-09-06T15:20:19.203-04:00

Today I opened up the student newspaper to find the following title:EXPERTS WARN COLLEGE STUDENTS AT HIGH RISK OF INTERNET ADDICTIONCould this possibly be true? I don't want to sit here and say "how could someone print this shit?" because obviously, they did. But seriously folks, to say that I "guffawed" when I read the title is to severely understate my reaction. If I had been drinking

M. Frednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3624134.post-1157058503882778402006-08-31T17:08:00.000-04:002006-08-31T17:08:24.036-04:00

The kids are back on campus and I hate them.Maybe hate is too strong a word.  Maybe I should say: dislike.  Or, disdain.  Yes, that's it, I disdain them.Summer on a university campus is so wonderful.  Few people are around, there are never any lines or crowds anywhere, and we close early on Fridays.  Things are a little slower, people are a little nicer, and no one is constantly opening the door

M. Frednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3624134.post-1156606529713610492006-08-26T11:22:00.000-04:002006-08-26T11:35:29.793-04:00

Remember when I went to South America for Thanksgiving 2005? I finally downloaded the photos from my camera. Whats that? I left my camera uncharged and unused this whole time? Yeah. Yeah, I'm that girl.Caracas has a lot of traffic.Oooh, prettyCaracas is both first world (hello, petroleum! thanks for the big bucks!) and third world. Below, shanty towns ring the city.Can you say americanization?

M. Frednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3624134.post-1156192936538862782006-08-21T15:57:00.000-04:002006-08-21T16:42:16.616-04:00

I've been looking at jobs.Oh jobs. Oh you terrible terrible jobs.With my trusty (recently acquired) MSLS and my 1+ year of work experience, I am often woefully overqualified for the most frequent job openings-- Library Clerks, Library Assistants, Library Technicians. Of course, having the degree means I can qualify for the actual Librarian jobs, but without five years experience cataloging

M. Frednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3624134.post-1155576063075104912006-08-14T13:21:00.000-04:002006-08-14T13:21:03.180-04:00

I had to have surgery on my ass again.  I didn't say anything about it earlier because, well, its surgery on my ass, which is rather embarassing, and I didn't feel like talking about it.  Also, I talked a lot about my ass the last time around and I figured the Internet at large could maybe use a break from that kind of subject matter. Oh well.  Anyway, I was going to write a really funny blog

M. Frednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3624134.post-1153936695744319022006-07-26T12:25:00.001-04:002006-07-27T12:38:00.416-04:00

So my friends, I finally have some photos of my new home in DC.Here is my bedroom:Its a little blurry but please notice the awesome lilac paint job (leftover from the previous tenants), the sheer plaid curtains in a soothing teal, and my inability to ever ever make my bed.Below is the living room, featuring the AWESOME mosaic-top table I got from crackles for TEN BUCKS. On the table you will see

M. Frednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3624134.post-1153169721962562172006-07-17T15:47:00.000-04:002006-07-17T16:55:22.056-04:00

I just found out that someone in my circle, someone I personally know, around my age and life circumstances, is GOING TO HAVE A BABY (with his wife).They aren't really in my circle, because-- if you haven't been paying attention-- all my friends are now lesbians or sissy (but straight) men. No, this is an old friend from those long gone high school days. If I were to draw a Venn diagram of all

M. Frednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3624134.post-1151527834478697592006-06-28T16:42:00.000-04:002006-07-04T13:54:51.363-04:00

I've been spending a lot of time with someone. Someone very special. Someone who got me an Ikea desk and antique coffee table for fifty buckaroos. The same someone who got me my new house..Retails for $89.99, bitches.Maybe you've guessed it by now. Huh? Huh? Its Craig!! More appropriately washingtondc.craigslist.orgI love you Craig. Le sigh.My newfound inability to go ten minutes without

M. Frednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3624134.post-1150922223631502002006-06-21T16:37:00.000-04:002006-06-21T16:37:03.683-04:00

A snippet of conversation I overheard on my lunch break:Man walking up hill: "Hi!"Woman walking down: "Hey!  How's that new baby?"Man: "Oh great!  He lost all his hair!" Me, to myself: "YOUR BABY LOST ALL HIS HAIR AND YOUR JUST STANDING THERE!?!  What happened?  Is he SICK?!  DEAR GOD SOMEONE SAVE THE SICK BABY WITH NO HAIR!!!" Woman: "Oh yeah, he lost all that peach fuzz?"Man: "Yeah, and now

M. Frednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3624134.post-1149628879051700052006-06-06T17:21:00.000-04:002006-06-06T17:21:19.126-04:00

I moved!  I now live someplace else!  Not where I was before!  I'm not telling where exactly-- I saw that Internet Pervert Special on oh, every news channel ever, I know what's up, you dirty Internet Perverts!-- but it rhymes with Sholumbia Peights, Mistrict of Sholumbia.  Unlike other moves (see September, all years) I have made, this weekend I managed to pull it off pretty easy and it was

M. Frednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3624134.post-1148582094042244942006-05-25T14:34:00.000-04:002006-05-25T14:44:52.606-04:00

I am so in love with Google. I believe I have already described my devotion to gmail and gmail chat. I also have a deep fondess for the google toolbar and its spam-blocking pop-up bitch slapping abilities.But my most recent love? Google Calendar! It links right off of my gmail page, so I can look at it anywhere, anytime. Also, I can edit the colors of events. In the month I've been

M. Frednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3624134.post-1147452781485052562006-05-12T12:53:00.000-04:002006-05-12T12:53:01.550-04:00

Oh man blogosphere, have I ever run out of things to say.  I don't know what it is-- I have plenty to talk about, and lord knows the past 3 years of blogging hasn't exactly been Pulitzer-worthy stuff-- but I just can't seem to get over this blogger's block.  But don't worry, I'm not one of those quitters that ups and leaves a blog just because they run out of material.  In fact, the more inane

M. Frednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3624134.post-1145977218454197832006-04-25T09:25:00.000-04:002006-04-30T16:58:19.236-04:00

You know what I did last monday? I researched and wrote a ten page paper.I RESEARCHED and WROTE a TEN PAGE paper. In a day.Honestly, I am the coolest person on the planet.Even though it is the crappiest paper ever and I was kinda afraid to read it. And when I say "kinda", I mean "tried very hard to edit it for grammer without examining content, because I was pretty sure the content was total

M. Frednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3624134.post-1145544820923026652006-04-20T09:57:00.000-04:002006-04-20T10:53:41.013-04:00

Walking to work the other day, I thought of about five different topics to blog on. There's my recent trip to Venezuela. The continuing horror of Library Science School.* The dream I had where I finally came up with the difference between 70s Punk NY Scene music and Current Punky Pop ala The Killers or Franz Ferdy (I call it New New Wave. Genius!).And how President Bush reminds me of King

M. Frednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3624134.post-1144602873653171432006-04-09T13:14:00.000-04:002006-04-09T13:14:33.733-04:00

I am SO busy!  My life has exploded with things to do.  Most of them are the kind that I don't actually want to do, like going to work and doing homework.  Even work has been busy.  I've actually been working at work!  That and chatting via gmail.  All day.  Gawd I love google. So let's play a quick game of catch-up, shall we?  I don't have time for a real blog. My recent life in ten points or

M. Frednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3624134.post-1143131570570868112006-03-23T11:32:00.000-05:002006-03-23T11:32:50.650-05:00

I'd like to tell you all about my day and the surgery and everything, but I'm on a lot of vicodin and I can't quite focus on the computer screen.  You should see the typos I am making as I type this (you can't because I am continually backspacing and re-writing.  God this is tiring.  Mmm, vicodin). Anywho, FYI- I am alive.  Surgery went fine.  We have to wait and see if it takes.  3 out of 4

M. Frednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3624134.post-1143000635587158322006-03-21T22:46:00.000-05:002006-03-21T23:10:35.600-05:00

So, MKD is just dying to know if I am currently pooping. I am not. I drank that damn bottle of laxative an hour ago and nothing is happening. Although there are the occasional rumbles that make me think trouble is a-coming.Anywho, for those who just turned in- I'm getting ass surgery! Tomorrow! Which is why I had to drink a whole shitload (ha!) of lemon flavored carbonated laxative an hour ago.

M. Frednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3624134.post-1142607130099342642006-03-17T09:52:00.000-05:002006-03-17T09:52:10.393-05:00

I am at this moment in a computer lab waiting to take my comprehensive exams.  I have 13 minutes to kills, so what better way than to blog?  Right?  I heart you guys. Just so you know, it was Samuel Green in 1876 who said reader's need Information, Instruction and Guidance. Also, thanks to the Book Hater, I know who Rangathan is and why his third law does not apply to digital resources.   Sweet

M. Frednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3624134.post-1142013317929391772006-03-10T12:55:00.000-05:002006-03-10T12:55:18.010-05:00

Sometimes I think figuring out the gay-ish-ness of mine this late in life totally sucks.  I've really missed out on a lot of important gay milestones and coming out to your friends as somewhat lezbo but then only dating men for the next few years just confuses everyone. However, having spent so much time in the trenches of male-female relationships, I have learned a few lessons.  A few important

M. Frednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3624134.post-1141682478321379152006-03-06T16:35:00.000-05:002006-03-09T12:23:26.303-05:00

Well kiddies, turns out those pesky comprehensive exams o'mine are right around the corner! And by "right around the corner", I mean, in a leetle bit over ten days. Good thing I've been studying all semester!Or, um, watching tv all semester... shit.In tv related procrastination news, I JUST DISCOVERED the glory that is Veronica Mars.Oh, Veronica! You're snarky commentary and crime-fighting

M. Frednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3624134.post-1141260958955360602006-03-01T19:03:00.000-05:002006-03-02T14:51:46.736-05:00

Hey- sorry I haven't emailed, things got a bit crazy at work at work on Tuesday and then I had to make an emergency trip to the surgeon this morning. This is so gross. And SO embarassing. But I'm going to tell you the truth about me: I have to get surgery on my ass. There, I said it. Remember when we were first gonna hang out and I said I was having those problems with my back? And had to stay

M. Frednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3624134.post-1140587478448642272006-02-22T00:51:00.000-05:002006-02-22T00:51:18.503-05:00

I'm tired, and I have a headache, but I can't sleep.  I've been fighting off a cold and smoking too many cigarettes, but that isn't why I am awake at this hour, when I only have five more to go before returning to work and class and the rest of it. We hardly ever have a chance to really look and our lives and tell the story of us.  We aren't famous movie stars, politicians, or imminent

M. Frednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3624134.post-1140380852599277652006-02-19T15:27:00.000-05:002006-02-19T15:27:32.653-05:00

I've been thinking about this lost blog o' mine and I have decided not to try and piece it back together.  Although I'm sure re-writing it would make it even greater, I feel a strange sense of destiny or karmic justice about loosing my Valentine's Day post.  Like my poor lost heart.  Ha. I'm a man-eater, baby!  I'm cruel and unusual punishment!  I'm the spiked heel on the patent leather shoe

M. Frednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3624134.post-1140031497095798052006-02-15T14:24:00.000-05:002006-02-15T14:24:57.143-05:00

I have BREAKING NEWS, PEOPLE-- do do do do dodo do [sound of breaking news] do do Just in: Crime on Campus! Missing: One black peacoat, full of expensive cool shizz and one SmarTrip card. Suspect: One student employee who mistook said jacket-- laden with cool shizz: cell, Personal Multimedia Center, wallet with SmarTrip card, cigarettes, cough drops, and old receipts-- and took it with her on

M. Frednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3624134.post-1139936374297565742006-02-14T11:58:00.000-05:002006-02-14T12:02:45.006-05:00

Testing, testing?OH MY GOD, I just wrote the greatest ever treatise on Valentine's day, which included important points about tapered pants, and IT IS GONE!!!G O N E!Argh! Dismay! Bleurgh garrumphy Hooey! Other sounds of anger and disappointment!I am emailing blogger right now! FEAR MY WRATH!

M. Frednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3624134.post-1139424793000511022006-02-08T13:45:00.000-05:002006-02-08T13:53:13.010-05:00

I have found the new love of my life.GMAIL CHAT!!Lemme 'splain: Its an instant messaging program imbedded into the already RAD (yes, I said RAD) Gmail email program. So instead of having to sign-on to a seperate program, you can talk to people directly, in the same program, in the same window!!Do you know what this means? I AM NEVER GOING TO GET ANY WORK DONE EVER AGAIN!! Hooray!

M. Frednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3624134.post-1139007300610850882006-02-03T17:55:00.000-05:002006-02-03T17:55:00.686-05:00

And if I was a dancer, I'd dance an homage to my righteousness.  I'd paint a portait of my splendiferousness.  I'd climb a Mt Everest and pick out my name with my ice hatchett thing so that the astronauts in space could know me and my total awesome-tastic-ness.  I'd draw you a picture of what that would look like but the new student employee is standing right next to me.  While I write myself an

M. Frednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3624134.post-1138642129185284952006-01-30T11:11:00.000-05:002006-01-30T12:28:49.260-05:00

Its time for the Center of the Universe to weigh in on this James Frey dilemma. Now, you all know that most of the time I couldn't give a shit about what is happening in the world because its just not as important as me ME me and my life, natch. However, this "freygate"* thing has got my panties in a bunch and its time to pick the wedgie.James Frey is a liar and I don't give a fuck.That's right

M. Frednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3624134.post-1138071882313367272006-01-23T21:30:00.000-05:002006-01-23T22:05:53.120-05:00

Last night I had the strangest dream. I dreamed that I took both of my cats* to a house party in a shitty neighborhood in Boston. Except, I didn't realize that it was going to be a party, so I was mighty pissed when I got there.I let the cats loose and try not to have a giant freakout as more and more people show up. I'm really worried about Kobi, who is emotionally unstable, and not good around

M. Frednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3624134.post-1137686313957260852006-01-19T09:40:00.000-05:002006-01-19T10:58:34.023-05:00

I have something to talk about. Something weird and gross and totally embarrassing. Something you might judge me for, that's totally nasty, and you'll never be able to look at me the same forever afterwards. Something that will require me to use a lot of italics and exclamation points to describe:I have an abscess.I have an abscess on my ass.Remember when I thought I had ass cancer cuz I found

M. Frednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3624134.post-1137102528627754402006-01-12T16:48:00.000-05:002006-01-12T16:48:48.676-05:00

So this is it kiddies.  The Last Semester.  Much like The Last Supper, I am surrounded by blowhards and sneak-theives who would sell me out in an effin minute.  Except we're in a library science class, not ancient biblical times.  And sadily, no one is drinking any wine. I did eat a rice cake made from some grain used in ancient Egypt, however.  Its not quite the flesh of christ, but I think

M. Frednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3624134.post-1136579124978613232006-01-06T13:50:00.000-05:002006-01-06T15:25:25.053-05:00

I am a tool of the devil.Awhile back I went batshit over The Historian, by Elizabeth Kostova. I was so in love with that book, I wanted to make sure it was a bestseller just so EK might actually write another book that I would love just as much. So, I blogged on it and I am happy to report that TWO WHOLE PEOPLE bought the book because of me. If anyone knows Elizabeth Kostova, tell her I did my

M. Frednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3624134.post-1136315142689998082006-01-03T13:19:00.000-05:002006-01-03T14:06:57.896-05:00

I had a thought today-- as I sat down to eat my lunch, I realized that I completely forgot to bring any kind of utensil with me. So how did I eat my salad?I used two unsharpened pencils as chopsticks."Ingenious!", that's what I thought. I then thought, "ingenious, ingenuity, ingenuous, ingenue--". And I stopped dead.I am not an ingenue. In fact, I may well never have been an ingenue at any

M. Frednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3624134.post-1135976894887168852005-12-30T15:38:00.000-05:002005-12-30T16:08:14.900-05:00

So New Years Eve is tomorrow and then the holidays are over and none too soon, I say. You know I lovey dove love Christmas but seriously? I'm ready for the madness to stop.Is it just me or was Xmas like five thousand years long this year? I have a party to go to tomorrow (boo hoo, so hard to be me) and then its all over, done with, the end.Someone really has to come over and take these

M. Frednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3624134.post-1135623621006434012005-12-26T13:36:00.000-05:002005-12-26T14:00:21.016-05:00

Christmas was good. Basically, my mother and I low-keyed it the whole weekend, watching the dregs of Blockbuster movies and eating cookies. I think I may have atrophied at least .05% of my muscle mass.Blockbuster at Christmas is not a fun place to be or to go to, and really, even the fact that it exists is kinda a pain in the ass. There is definitely little xmas spirit at play when people realize

M. Frednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3624134.post-1135178296976865832005-12-21T09:19:00.000-05:002005-12-21T10:32:15.846-05:00

I can't think of much to blog about-- being so close to Xmas I'm entirely concentrated on PRESENTS YAAYY I LOVE PRESENTS!!! so, here's a list ofThings I have done in the past 24 hours:-containing all the things that happened from 9 pm yesterday to 9 am this morning-8:54 PM- Get home slightly drunk from the bar, tried not to weave or sway in front of Mom.9:10 PM- Eat christmas cookies.9:11 PM-

M. Frednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3624134.post-1134768945037765172005-12-16T15:40:00.000-05:002005-12-16T16:35:45.053-05:00

I loooove Christmas. I lovey dovey dove love it. I love cookies and the tree and the John Denver and the Muppets: A Christmas Together album:Image from Amazon.comI especially love Christmas is Coming in which Miss Piggy does some awesome back up vocals.I love Christmas so much that I absolutely can't stand all you whiners and moaners and your constant whining and moaning about how much

M. Frednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3624134.post-1133895976709355812005-12-06T13:31:00.000-05:002005-12-06T14:06:16.723-05:00

I just got back from the opthamologist.This place charges a "fitting" fee for contacts. $150 for the first visit and then you never pay again (except, as I found out today, when you owe $75 for daring to order contacts online and not through them).I paid the fee the first time I went, which happens to be in 2000. Just so you know, in 2000, I lived in Boston. In April 2005, I return to this

M. Frednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3624134.post-1133813171545651782005-12-05T14:45:00.000-05:002005-12-05T15:06:11.563-05:00

Its Christmas! My favorite-est holidays after my birthday (natch)!I'm thinking up some awesome homemade gifts, which I will obviously run out of time to actually make and therefore not send anything at all to any single one of you fuckers. Nyah.But if you want an Xmas card please send your home address to the email listed in the column to the right.* I'm not promising anything. Last year I

M. Frednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3624134.post-1132959462770262762005-11-25T17:57:00.000-05:002005-11-25T17:57:42.826-05:00

Hello blog-friends!  I am writing this from Venezuela, where I am spending my Thanksgiving holiday. So today we went to "el centro" which, I don't know if you can guess this-- means "center".  It was totally full of people and vendors and street markets and cars and seriously, after five minutes I wanted to scream "just shut up you stupid venezuelans!" but I decided at the last moment that this

M. Frednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3624134.post-1132723301049713532005-11-23T00:07:00.000-05:002005-11-23T00:21:41.060-05:00

Me and my awesome self are headed down to Latin America for Thanksgiving.Sure, they don't celebrate Thanksgiving there but really? who cares. I'll be in EIGHTY DEGREE WEATHER BITCHES!!In Latin America, there is this thing called the "equator" and it makes everything go reverse and one of those things is the seasons. Winter here, summer there. So while your freezing your tootsies walking to

M. Frednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3624134.post-1132331563452457012005-11-18T09:53:00.000-05:002005-11-18T11:32:43.523-05:00

Now seriously, I love me some Sweet Caroline. I really really do. In Boston, we would go to this strange little bar called T's Pub- The Place to Meet!- where townies, fratboys n' soror-o-whores, and freaks like us (ok me) would all congregate together for Wednesday's karaoke and the weekend dance parties. The dance floor was about 12 by 12 feet, the townies were all belly up to the bar, and the

M. Frednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3624134.post-1132092366078965352005-11-15T16:44:00.000-05:002005-11-15T17:06:06.090-05:00

So, MKD made a list saying everthing she did in the last 24 hours.Then Mr Monkey Pot Pie left a comment on the blog admiting that he doesn't have the courage to say what HE had been doing these past 24 hours.And so I read that and was like, PSSHT I would so totally do that-- and here we are, kiddies withTHE LAST TWENTY FOUR HOURS OF THE CENTER OF THE UNIVERSE--in no particular order--1. At work,

M. Frednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3624134.post-1131658040334147212005-11-10T15:33:00.000-05:002005-11-10T16:30:02.300-05:00

So, as some of you know, I got a job as a photo archivist (ok, a paid internship and I'm sure they would really just call me an assistant or technician or something) at a monastery. Yes, me, Potty Mouth McPottymoutherson is now working in the same building as a bunch of friars and brothers and monks and priests and lord knows what else. Did you know that there are like 50 different kinds of

M. Frednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3624134.post-1131333180315164242005-11-06T22:01:00.000-05:002005-11-06T22:13:00.330-05:00

I'm working on this template. As you can see, I created a little logo for myself, but the more I look at it the less I like it. And by "working" you should read "spending hours messing with CSS without knowing what I'm doing, posting it, ruining the whole template, taking it down, putting back up the old version with the main column indented 5 extra pixels because its the one goddamn thing I

M. Frednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3624134.post-1130952020779749452005-11-02T11:59:00.000-05:002005-11-02T12:20:20.796-05:00

I was on the metro the other day and saw a woman playing with her tongue.At first I thought she was just licking her finger in order to turn the page (honestly? gross) but then she actually grabbed her fat pink tongue in between her index finger and thumb and played with it while continuing to read the paper. She pulled it out of her mouth and was sort of twisting it back and forth, hither and

M. Frednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3624134.post-1130704886614754042005-10-30T14:37:00.000-05:002005-10-30T15:46:26.386-05:00

This year for Halloween I decided to be a republican. I was going to wear my frumpiest suit-dress ala Nancy Reagan, with pearls, a little crucifix, maybe a Bush-Cheney 04! button or something (not that I own one, I was going to be crafty). Then I thought, why stop there? and decided to be Harriet Miers.I might be a Zombie Killer, but I'm still cute as shit.Same outfit, but add a crumpled up "

M. Frednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3624134.post-1130423900769138582005-10-27T10:13:00.000-04:002005-10-27T10:38:20.816-04:00

In Sweden:All of the children are way cuter than any other place in the entire worldStreet signs are in SwedishGrocery stores kind of look like IkeaDrug addicts deserve delicious snacks tooPotato is spelled Potatisand The Center of the Universe keeps it real, always.

M. Frednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3624134.post-1130335729859480032005-10-26T09:50:00.000-04:002005-10-26T11:15:20.253-04:00

I can't decide what to blog about. My brain is swirling with a lot of mini topics that I just can't seem to work into a whole coherent story. Here's a few of my thoughts:How Lost is Becoming Excruciatingly Slow and Frustrating:Its like the producers looked at 24 and decided, "hey, if filming a whole day in one season is so popular, lets film a whole week!! But instead of by the hour, by the

M. Frednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3624134.post-1129911314895067392005-10-21T11:56:00.000-04:002005-10-21T12:15:14.900-04:00

So, sometimes ago I installed FireFox and sorta loved it okay-ish. I was bragging to Mr Cranky Pants about how computer-cool I was, getting the FF before most others (I'm really not cool enough to get it before ALL others, just most) and HE says that FireFox does not render some HTML code!!!What?! Wired magazine spooged all over Mozilla for this browser! Internet geeks everywhere lost their

M. Frednoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3624134.post-1124818022328031042005-10-19T15:41:00.000-04:002005-10-19T10:06:57.463-04:00

Going to library school in DC, I have meet people who work at the National Archives** or the Library of Congress, even the White House.*** I'll admit, in the beginning, I was a little intimidated.But after a week of hearing--"Hi, my name is Shitty MacShitty and I work as a junior cataloger at NARA and I was wondering if those mocassins are whale or seal skin?"or"Hello, I'm Terrence Von Fucktard

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