Monday.

Title says it all. Mondays after working all weekend are the worst.

Worried like crazy about the folks in and around New Orleans, but not reloading Cnn.com more than every few minutes. katrinacane is an LJ that's friended the NO folks who are still there and blogging (including one moron whose reason for staying is that her cats aren't freaking out -- smart thinking, given that my cats have done things like leaping into a microwave oven, clearly showing a keen danger sense).

Feet and legs hurt like hell. Walking over six miles this weekend might be a factor there, although I think I actually twisted my ankle near the end of the day yesterday.

Yesterday's work wasn't terrible, but with the student worker bailing at 2:30, we were short staffed for the final 2.5 hours. At one point, the three of us had sixteen laptops being worked on.

No free breakfast today, either. Damn, I'd gotten spoiled. We're supposed to get a free lunch, though.

In spite of the big-ass ad they took out in the Wheel, the new coffee place in the library opens at 9, not 8:30. Suck. And stupid.

Gah. One of those days. Again.

The place is a madhouse, it feels like being cloned.

Dude. The complete 2002 Twilight Zone (which was way better than it was given credit for, especially since it featured the Bill Mumy/Cloris Leachman/Liliana Mumy sequel, "It's Still a Good Life"), is selling for $13.99?!?

Dude. That's a steal, even if Forrest Whitaker was sucktastic as the host. It's an incredibly underrated anthology. This will be mine, oh yes.

GIP

New icon made by robyn_ma, in honor of Samuel L Jackson's upcoming movie, which has the best title ever.

Because it had to be asked.

Dude, Where's My Cow?

Elayna's too old for us to rationalize buying this "for her."

But it's Pterry, dammit.