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[Félix]

Heidi wrote: "The stem, for the record, was longer than most usually are."

That's what she said.

[Heidi]

Lar wrote: "That's what she said."

No! It really was, Larry! I'm NOT kidding!

[RandomAnthony]

I hear what you're saying, Sally. There's something attractive about neutral, anonymous places. However, the negative implication of airport terminals is that you usually have to get on a plane if you're in them.

Larry, confirm something for me. I swear, I see some of the most beautiful women in airports. Your thoughts?

[Félix]

There's a lot of variability, Sally. But yes, most of them are not bad spaces in which to hang out for a while. But RA's right. Then I have to go inside the dreaded aluminum tubes that rocket through the atmosphere.

I don't know, RA. I see beautiful women everywhere I go. Well ... not everywhere. Most railroad facilities are sadly lacking in that regard. But yes. Airport terminals have a lot of excellent scenery.

[Félix]

Heidi -- I believe you.

[Heidi]

I wish I'd taken a picture. :(

Of the stem.

[Félix]

Heidi -- the "That's what she said" statement was not expressing disbelief in your lingual abilities. It was just an old joke, wherein the response to varied statements is, "That's what she said."

Example: "I can't believe how big that thing is."

Response: "That's what she said."

Oh, never mind.

[Heidi]

I know, Larry. I use it all the time. Just... talking about it made me think it's a moment added to my list of "I wish I'd taken a picture."

It's right up there with the time I'm cautiontape-mazed my boss' office from floor-to-ceiling... and all the furniture/electronics in his office while he was at a meeting in Dallas. That was back when I was too young/cavalier to consider the possibility of consequence... and fortunately he had a sense of humor.

[Félix]

I knew you knew that.

[Sally, la reina]

You're such a know-it-all.

[Félix]

I know.

[Heidi]

That's what she said.

[Matthieu]

Sitting at my cramped desk studying plotting my escape.

Worth noting: Holy shit, I'm going to be a sophomore next year. A sophomore... in college. I don't like this.

[RandomAnthony]

Do tell, Matthew. What about sophomore year is unlikable?

[Matthieu]

It's nothing about sophomore year, per se. It's just... I don't want to get older. I know that sounds funny, but it's true. I have a crippling fear of the future/the passage of time. I remember... last year, right at this moment... I couldn't wait to get out of here. To start fresh, you know? To leave all that petty, childish nonsense behind. But now... I miss that stuff more than anything in the world.

I live in the past. I think I'll always live in the past. The future is frightening, and the present is absolutely terrible.

It's quite funny, actually. I have no choice but to laugh.

[Matthieu]

I don't think you know what you're talking about, Cinnamon. Sorry.

[RandomAnthony]

I don't think it's Peter Pan Syndrome.

[Sally, la reina]

À la recherche du temps perdu syndrome.

[RandomAnthony]

Matthew, I think the late teens/early twenties are extraordinarily difficult for many people, and I appreciate your honestly. Do not, do not, do not listen to any of that "oh, it just gets harder from here" or "at least you don't have a job" bullshit. I find my life now to be MUCH easier than in my late teens/early twenties when I was still trying to figure out exactly how to live on my own and how I was going to get a job that didn't drain my soul. Hang in there, sir. The fact that you're asking questions and struggling with this is to your credit.

[Sally, la reina]

Right now I'm sitting at my desk, drinking Earl Grey and doing all the homework I put off for the last month. It's all due once a month in a binder, organized with a table of contents. I don't know why I do this to myself, except the rush that comes at the end of a month of procrastination is pretty intense.

[Jackie "the Librarian"]

I'm researching a few juvenile series to confirm that they are, indeed, defunct.
No more Lizzie McGuire. She has been replaced by Hannah Montana.

Why, you may ask, am I doing this? Because my library system has just started floating all materials in a cost-cutting measure. Meaning, whichever branch you return something at, it stays there. Some branches had a kids' series section. Some did not. Which leads to confusion.
So, I'm working on creating a master series list. See, the beauty of the Nancy Drew series is that they were all supposedly by Carolyn Keene. Current series, such as Star Wars, do not follow that convention. There is no one single author for those books.
Rats.

[Jackie "the Librarian"]

Aim for the ficus, Cinnamon!

[Sally, la reina]

You mean to say, Jackie, that Carolyn Keene might not have written all of my beloved Nancy Drews? What?

I was just thinking today about how wonderful it is that the Fort Collins library system lets me return materials to whatever location I happen to be at that day. I used to imagine that when I returned a book to a certain location that it would remain there until someone else checked it out, but it turns out they courier them back and forth all the time!

[Jackie "the Librarian"]

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!

Oh! Too true, Bunny!

[Matthieu]

It'll be ok, Anthony. Someday. I suppose I'll just have to get a head start on my hermetic lifestyle, huh?

Sally: Proust got me through 9th grade...

[Nuri]

Today was the last lecture for my favorite English class. Maybe it was because I was utterly drained, having written out a very honest essay about my feelings for Dante into a paper that I am afraid will be very boring for the reader though it means a lot to me (which is the worst), but while I was walking through the dusk to the library, I came to the very emotional realization that this is my last week as a third year. My friends will start graduating, if they haven't already, in the upcoming weeks and months. I am going to be done with college in no time.

I could feel the seconds and minutes pouring out of me in that brief and lovely walk. The weather is perfect, and I am so bitterly happy here. Not that the future is especially dark, but what I have this very moment is so precious to me!

But this is exactly that idea of time Prof J taught us this semester: things are only perfect in their allotted time. The thing that decays life is not adversity or weakness, but the impulse to relentlessly cling onto things that we can never keep because we are meant to enjoy them and let go.

Right now: I am so grateful to be who and where I am, in this most-precise moment. If I start comparing, I can make it seem like nothing much, but if I focus on what's immediate and present, it is more than enough.

I am also tired. I talk too much when I'm tired. Wish me luck with finals studies! Yes, it's that time of the year already!

[Sally, la reina]

((Nools,)) that is beautiful poetic description of an acute moment in life. I remember precise moments like that forever, because of writing, and so will you.

[Félix]

Luck, Nools, luck!

[Félix]

Jackie "the Librarian" wrote: "Aim for the ficus, Cinnamon!"

That poor plant will never recover.

[Heidi]

Nools wrote: "Today was the last lecture for my favorite English class. Maybe it was because I was utterly drained, having written out a very honest essay about my feelings for Dante into a paper that I am afra..."


Dawww... I find it hard to believe your teacher would be bored with your essay on Dante if you wrote it with even half the honesty and openness that you expressed in this post. That was really lovely and sweet, Nools!

[Heidi]

BunWat wrote: "Good Luck Nools! Keep paying attention to that present moment, that's wisdom. "

Yeah, Nools... Bun's absolutely right on this.

The best advice I've ever received was a from a friend - 4 years ago - "Be present in your life." When you are truly present in your life, anxiety and sadness and melancholy just melt away and they're replaced with joy.

I sound like an corporate inspirational poster.

[Félix]

As Ram Dass said: Remember, Be Here Now.

[RandomAnthony]

You are awesome, Nools. And the rest of you, too.

[Félix]

::breathes in and out deeply and slowly::

[Heidi]

I stopped by the library yesterday after work. It's directly across the street from one of the junior high schools, so alot of kids hang out there after school until there parents pick them up after work. Anyway, I was looking through some books on the shelf when I heard "Gimme gimme gimme that fillet-o-fish (repeat, repeat... pause... repeat)" or whatever that McD's commercial jingle is (I wouldn't have recognized it if my friend didn't sing it all the time. The first time she sang it, I asked her, "What the hell is THAT?!!"). He looked embarrassed when he noticed I'd heard it. It was his ringtone. I couldn't help but laugh. It was funny.

I am terribly amused that junior high kids are soooo sensitive to public embarrassment. It makes me feel mean, though. I don't like that part.

[Jackie "the Librarian"]

I'm back from my long meeting about juvenile series and bridge/chapter books, and we decided to leave the Dinotopia books IN series, even though they are falling apart. Just thought you'd want to know that. :)

And now, I'm going to compile a master list of bridge/chapter books from what we discussed. We never did decide about the Clementine books by Sara Pennypacker, though. I need to put one of those on hold and see just how long they are.Clementine

[Félix]

A day without Cinnamon is like a day without ... Cinnamon?

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Lar-Pierre wrote: "A day without Cinnamon is like a day without ... Cinnamon?"

Hard to beat that Logic Larry!

[Félix]

I like to play it safe, Jim.

[[deleted user]]

Lar-Pierre wrote: "I like to play it safe, Jim."

Well you hit that nail on the head then.

[RandomAnthony]

Right now I'm watching my youngest son eat Apple Jacks. I'm all discombobulated from packing for an office move today. How did I get so much useless crap, and why was I storing it in my office?

[Jackie "the Librarian"]

It's the useless crap elves, RA. All their fault.

[Heidi]

Randomanthony wrote: "Right now I'm watching my youngest son eat Apple Jacks. I'm all discombobulated from packing for an office move today. How did I get so much useless crap, and why was I storing it in my office?"

Ooooh, MAN! I felt your pain VERY recently... twice recently. :(

[Cosmic Sher]

"Things are only perfect in their allotted time. The thing that decays life is not adversity or weakness, but the impulse to relentlessly cling onto things that we can never keep because we are meant to enjoy them and let go."

Nools, that was really perfect. I may have to steal that from you as a quote.

[Matthieu]

I'm studying for a final tomorrow. And a final on Friday... I hate this.

My thoughts are rather scattered, and my disposition is quite sour. University life is awesome, guys! Oh man, I can hardly wait for three more years + grad school!

[Cosmic Sher]

One step at a time, Matthew. Just breathe and maybe take a quick chocolate break. Hope your final goes well. :)

[Cosmic Sher]

See Matthew? Cinnamon's here to make it all goooo awaaaaay...

[Félix]

Cinnamon wrote: "Three more years go by fast. 2008 made a whooshing sound as it flew by."

It sure did.

[Félix]

I hang out with them.

[Félix]

It's not about what you own, lady. It's about what's in your heart.