Oh My Heaven

I am now embarking on my 4th hour of work at the Library, which means I only have to sit behind this desk, reading Alexander Pope, for another two hours, and then I'm out of here.

And I'm watching some rabble-rousers throwing the complimentary puzzle pieces all over the place. They're having a really good time, picking up the legos and the connect four and the tiny little hot wheels and Barbie cars. I just know Boot Girl's gonna walk through the Library foyer, probably in wedges cause it's summer and all, step on a hot wheel and BLAM. Bob's-your-uncle. Eat face, on the ground, sprained ankle, bruised ass, smeared make up (from the tears - and there will be tears) and I'm on the phone calling for emergency services, cause some dumb bitty thought it wise to wear strappy heels in the Library at one in the goddamned morning, and some assholes decided to see if it's true that "Hot Wheels leads the way". They do lead the way, right under Boot Girl's big toe. The things College thinks will help us during exam time...


...Are pretty silly when you think about it. So much is happening right now, and I don't want nor have the ability to relay it all to you. I have one exam tomorrow, my last one, and then after that, my film write up (which I had forgotten about until now, thank you very much) and once that's done, then, then I'll start thinking about other things that I'm already thinking about in place of Alexander Pope.


I would love to see Boot Girl fall.


At least True Blood's coming back? Yeah?


Love/hate,

P.I. Staker