It's preferable to napalm, not that I've had a whiff of that. Oh, audience of three, you'll be pleased to know that things remain good in libraryland. Most of what I'm up to at the moment is putting items on reserve, which is where the tattle tape comes in. Don't know what the hell I'm talking about? Tattle is the magnetic strip that is placed in books and other items, which gets desensitised when you borrow your stuff. So if you try to go the sneaky-sneaky route and whisk off without borrowing something, the magnetic tattle tape will set off the detectors at the doors, and then the big scary librarians must come out and kick your ass.
However, the magnetic strips have a sticky edge, which is adhered to a little piece of green vinyl that you peel off. Let me just say, that vinyl is fiercely on the nose. When I first inherited my desk from its previous occupant, I opened the bottom drawer and was hit with the fragrance of rotting car seat. Being the neatnik bastard that I am, I cleared that sucker right out, but I couldn't for the life of me figure out what that hot vinyl smell was. Now I know: the tattle tape was the culprit. I moved all that tattle from my bottom drawer into the main stationery cupboard and that did the trick. Well, that and a ton of eucalyptus oil. Yet, the tattle had already worked its addictive charms, and - unbelieveably - whenever I open that cupboard door I find myself taking a big ole whiff of that deteriorating vinyl smell and just sighing with contentment. Ahhhhhhh ... tattle. I love you so.
In other news, I'm very excited to be going to see Bugz in the Attic tonight as part of the Fringe festival. I'm beside myself! They've got this one song, Move aside, that I just cannot resist, no sir. I haven't been able to interest anyone in going yet, so it may well be a solo venture. But I can do dat, yes I can.
On the booky front, I'm finally reading something I've been fiending for for years, and which I was able to get in from another library (oh, the joys of cross-pollination between libraries, it will never get old). The fire this time, edited by Vivien Labaton and Dawn Lundy Martin, is really getting me going after what feels like forever since I was last inspired by "third wave" feminism. Loving it, loving it, thank you ladies.
Oh, and on the link-love front? I have been utterly captivated today by Offbeat bride - and I think you will be too. If only Ariel's site was around when we tied the knot; it has so many good ideas brought together in one place! Noice work.
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X-squeeze me? You mean the book that Chuck was able to get in from another library for ya! lol
BTW... it was due back recently, but alas, I am smitten with you and thus had it renewed, you sexy bookworm you. Ya know I'd flick through your pages anytime! ;)
ROOOOOOWWWWWWRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!!!
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