The coffee cart in the library is inexplicably closed today. Et tu, coffee cart?
I had a bad week at work last week--like, Worst Week Ever--and I haven't quite been able to shake the bad mood it's left me in. I haven't been sleeping well because I'm too busy lying awake in bed, thinking about pinching people very hard.
You guys, I'm too young to burn out on this job! We have a mortgage and a lot of student debt to pay off, and I have very few marketable skills. Do you think I could be a freelance/telecommuting Talk To Teenagers About Books Person?
Sigh. Me neither.