Random Thursday (ˈrandəm ˈTHərzdā): the day on which Sarah plunks down all the odd bits and pieces she’s been sent by friends or has otherwise stumbled upon this week in an effort to avoid writing a real post, the assembly of which usually ends up taking twice as much time as sitting down and creating actual content.
Coincidentally, I came down with another virus this week.
I’m feeling kind of emotional about it.
Plus, I’m afraid to wear shoes, now, so . . . yeah.
I’m still not ready to stop laughing at Dan Quayle.
But who is?
New Favorite Store!
There’s a place called The Literary Gift Company!
They sell things like this:
More than a Feeling:
Like, all of them.
This is one of only a few movies that Jane has said she’s willing to see in an actual theater.
Think I’ll check the opinion of her green eyelash girl, before I buy tickets.
At Least I Didn’t Have to Spell “Potato”
We had a library In-Service last week,
and several of us had a Spelling Bee over lunch.
I finished in third place, which is pretty good,
considering the competition.
“Hypotenuse” is the word I died on, because I persist in thinking
that it ends like chartreuse.
Luckily, neither word comes up much in my present line of work,
but since I rightfully angled for a new position in the library,
I’d like to face the opposition square,
place those points,
and be equal to the sum of both tasks.
And also slide down an incline on my tummy.
Barefoot it is, then. . .
Speaking of Feelings . . .
So . . . it is weird that I want you to hate this post, now?
Or it that just the virus talking?