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The return of Stinky Boy

Here I am at the reference desk for the next three hours. I bemoan it a little. I usually work Thursday night, and it's quiet and I don't mind it. Another reference librarian, Shannon, was supposed to work this particular Thursday. He, however, has contracted the plague so I'm covering tonight and, in exchange, he'll work this Sunday in my stead.

As I said, I don't really mind. Thursday nights are dead, I need to do some writing, and this (providing Shannon lives) gets me out of working Sunday afternoon. But right now, though, I'm tired and a bit stinky. About an hour ago, I walked back home and got my car so I didn't have try to walk home in the dark or wait on a bus. And I sit here at reference and realize I'm a little sweaty from my walk. I'm a stinky boy.

About ten-thirty this morning, my energy dried out. I'd had coffee, I had done my writing, I had my presentation this afternoon (it went pretty well, I think), things were good. And I was just ready for a nap. I'm still amazed I got through my presentation and a walk home. Sometimes I impress myself. But I pay the price now.

I'm tired, stinky boy.

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mrsbowlert
Nov. 4th, 2005 04:56 pm (UTC)
I thought you were going to tell me about some stinky boy that comes to the library, didn't see it coming that you were talking about yourself!!!
thndrstd
Nov. 4th, 2005 04:59 pm (UTC)
Yes, I stink. :)
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