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I guess the library is *also* closed today. Bah! Why are they colosed today but open tomorrow? Seriously, how much sense does that make? I'm not going to have time to go to the library tomorrow. On Sunday, they are open from 4 PM until 2 AM. How much sense does *that* even make? How bizzare, but it tells me that if I were so inclined, I actually could go up there tomorrow after I get back from dinner. However, since I have nothing else to do on Monday, I'll probably ust do all my readings then. I had, bviously,m been planning to do a lot of library work today, but I'll have to ammend my plans. Instead, I will catch up on the archaeoilogy cd stuff I've put off since March Break, and finish going through and marking Exquemelin for relevant references. I am already thinking about how to organize my paper for Carl. maybe I will also have time to go through some other stuff. If I want to go out, I can go and mail those CDs. I can e-mail the flag guy too, but that is the only other thing I can do for my paper for Mat Culture. I just hope today is more productive school-wise than yesterday. I did get some stuffdone, but not nearly enough. I am also wondering if I should start to get stuff ready for tomorrow. I need to find out when/how I am getting to tsiankiio's so I can decide about when to make the bread. Ideally, I could have it finish just before I leave. However, I'm not sure if I should attempt to make rolls instead of just bread. I cold bake them in muffin tins, and have those little muffin shaped rolls. I tend to think that rolls are better for a group dinner, but I'm not sure how much more complicated they are that just throwing everything the machine and pressing abutton. On the other hand, I'm a big girl, and I'm sure I can handle it. Maybe I can make rolls today, and if they don't turn out, make regular bread tomorrow? That sounds like a plan! I thought about making raisin bread, but I don't have any raisins. Well, maybe if I do go mail those CDs, I can get some. *I* like raisin bread, even if noone else does :) But that will probably be too much food.... Ahh well, whatever!

The other thing I wanted to write about this morning is my neighbours. I think they think I'm a witch. Heh. The guy(s?) who live beside me (the ones who had their door egged, I'll note) were hanging around outside yesterday when I was doing laundry, and they asked me some kind of generic chitchat that wasn't. Things like "Late night last night?" I told them not particularly, I took a bath, and it was relaxing. I wasn't really sure their pupose. I don't really know them at all. They seem pretty harmless, and I'd say hi if I saw them. Whatever. They do tend to be pretty loud some night. last night being one example. they rather like to get totally smashed and be roudy on their patio. So they woke me up last night, being loud and drunk at 5 in the morning. I'd had a lot of sleep yesterday, since I went to bed early, and I had a nap, so I was pretty awake. It was probably a matter of timing and sleep schedule that they were able to rouse me at all. I generaly sleep like the dead. Anyay, they were yelling, and crushing beer cans and throwing them at the wall (or maybe my window? I'm unclear, I couldn't be bothered to check. Maybe they just had bad aim, heh.) One of the things they yelled was about casting spells, or something. I'm pretty sure it was directed at me. It was kind of funny, actually. My impression was something along the lines of "Aww, look! Small minded peons! How cute!" It made me smile. Maybe it shouldn't have, but it did. So, I fell backasleep, whatever. I guess I can think of sme things that might have led them to that conclusion. Sometimes I dress gothy. I'm pretty solitary. I have a lot os strange smelling perfume, though I'm doubtful that they'd ever notice that. I also have a black curtain thng hanging in front of my stairs (to cut down on the draftyness for the door). I also talk to myself/my hamster. Of course, I'm not actually a witch. I wonder what I would think if I were? Heh. Now I wonder what I should do about it? Should I just ignore it? Should I play with them, and make innocent-yet-obtuse comments whenever I see them? "Oh, I had a devil of a time!" "We must be cursed to keep running into each other like this!" "I slept like a charm last night!" hee! Or, maybe I shoudl just complain to the building manager about the noise. The thing is, it really doesn't bother me. maybe if it were on a schoolnight, or on a day where I actually had to get up in the morning it would. I can't imagine my other neighbours are too appreciative though. Maybe I can just let them complain ;)

Oh, the other thing I'm wondering is what I should do with all the postcards I am accumulating! I'm wondering if I pin up some fabric, I can stick them all to it with bluetack, and make some kind of collage? Hmmmm....

Peeps are creepy, mm'kay?

This sounds kinda good. I'm sure that it could be modernized... It is from The Buccaneers of America by Exquemelin, chapter eight.

Yet another drink, even more delicious, is made by taking pineapples, roasting the till half done and kneading them in the same way as the bananas.* When well mixed, they add a third part of wild honey and let all ferment together. The liquor looks just the colour of Spanish wine and is most delectable.

*kneaded in cold water inside huge calabashes

Space Time for Springers Is oen of my favourite short stories, ever. It is certainly the best cat story I have ever read. And now that it is available online (and thanks to Mr Cat for pointing it out to me, I don't read Gaiman's blog as regularly as I probably should ;), I thought I would officially endorse it. It is realy good. You should read it. That is all of you. I may be biased, though, as I am a big leiber fan. Still. I am not the only one to endorse it.

"It's the best SF cat story there is, and if it catches you right it can break your heart." - Neil Gaiman

See? And he is absolutely right.