How public, like a frog

I had to come to the library to print out my new poems. My monitor needs a new battery, but alas somehow the battery was in the PC we switched out for a mini mac in December. Don't ask me, I have no idea how that works. So here I am, stuck in the middle with you. It's so strange to type in room with other people. I need to get out more. Or offline more, because this has been a very productive