Sometimes I think I’m the most disorganized person on earth, and then I see something like this, and I don’t feel so bad.
I really want to straighten up that mess, but there is literally no end.
Things! In! Bags!
Walking in the Stacks
One thing I like about working in a library is walking in the stacks. But when you do that, you see things you cannot unsee. It’s a large library (ten floors!), and keeping everything in order is impossible. Students put books back on the shelves any which way.
Oversized books should usually be shelved with the spine down, to protect the spine and keep the fore edge of the covers from splaying out. And I don’t even know how people can shove a book back on the shelf so the bookend is inside the book. But I see it frequently.
I kinda sorta finished the Soul Mapping book and exercises a couple of weeks ago, but I went back over the last couple of chapters and legit finished last weekend. I realized I hadn’t uploaded all of the arty bits from the second half of the book. I’m too lazy to scan them, but I did take some photos.
Never take a mime to a demon fight.
I had a bizarre dream a year or two ago, about a friend who lives out of state showing up on my doorstep with a mime in tow. I don’t like mimes. I was not happy about having to invite a dream mime into my dream house. But my friend and her dream mime helped me hunt down a demon living in my dream house, so it turned out more or less okay. I did warn her, in real life, not to ever bring a mime to my house, though, or I’d have to real life unfriend her.
At first people called her Happy.
Consecrating the places of awe