Marshmallows cures cramps

It's not true. I ate an entire bag the other day while watching reruns of Sex and the City, but all the white globules did was make me feel bloated and fluffy.

My best friend's ex who lives in Chicago is Blues'in to the top and you may want to keep your eye on this guy -"Toronzo Cannon and the Cannonball Express." I think he's going to be big - that's my prediction. I'm writing some lyrics for him about a city girl movin' to the country and how she's got the blues. He played at the Blues Festival earlier in the month and got an excellent review in the Reader. He rocks!!

My upper arms are grotesque. I hate getting older - what's up with everything just turning into gelatinous falling blobs of grossness? I'm sure the marshmallows didn't help. It all sucks.

Hummus for 80

I had to make hummus tonight for a party tomorrow. Normally, this wouldn't be a problem, but there will be about 80 people attending. It's not so easy making hummus for 80.

The ALA conference is this week. Unfortunately, I won't be able to make it. I would have loved to have seen Barack Obama and David Sedaris. I just saw Sedaris on Letterman the other night. My first time seeing (and hearing) him. He read a bit from a fable he was working on - as usual, it was brilliantly witty with a touch of edginess. Sometimes I wish I could give up my librarian gig and become a writer. Ha.

I watched Napoleon Dynamite again tonight - I think this was my fifth time in a span of about 6 weeks. Five was certainly too many - I think four was, too. I need to give it a break.

The Drooler

The Drooler was back today. He's here everyday in the same outfit with the same strange bodily noises that make you cringe. Too bad they didn't teach us some basic psych and social services classes in library school. Sometimes I feel like I'm a combination bartender, social worker and librarian. A strange combo.

I have the ugliest outfit on today. A bizarro floral like medieval looking puffy shirt with jeans that smell like dog and supremely ugly Rockport sandals that border on orthopedic. I've got to get a fashion life before I hurl just looking at myself.

Tired from Chinese food

I googled "librarians fashion" tonight and had one hit: "Chris Noth Nude Pics." I wasn't exactly expecting that. I used to consider myself somewhat fashionable or trendy, but my style sense took a nose dive when I moved to the backwaters of Wisconsin. I'm going to see if I can get it back before all my fashion sense completely breaks down into a world of fashion nothingness. My superficialness can't be that far away.