Posts tagged my life

You don’t know me, so you don’t know that I’m a librarian—

—but I am.

And I work a a university. It’s finals week right now; just hearing that makes me feel ill.

Old habits, you know.

So I walk into the library this morning…

…and I smell it: stress, anxiety, and sweat.

It’s gross, but I know what it’s like. I know they’ve got exams and papers due this week.

And I know they’re probably exhausted.

But as I walk into my office, I stop smelling that stink and remember that that part of my life’s over.

And I’m glad, because when I get home, I’m going to do whatever I want— not study— and then I’ll go to sleep, because I don’t have anything to study for.

Completing my education was the best thing I ever did.

I got home from work last night to find that my copy of The Art of Tangled had finally arrived. I thought my head was going to explode. I took the dust jacket off to start reading it and saw the sun emblem on the hard cover, and I had to keep myself from shrieking.

Is this appropriate behavior from a 25-year-old?

heathyr:

cozcat:

The same cannot be said for fluff.

accurate

my face when reading fluff:

Word.

(via grantieres)

That awful moment when you finish a fanfic and realize that it’s time to get on with your life— but can’t.