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Mar. 29th, 2008 | 03:36 pm
Five Statements on Big Important Grown-Up Business Trip:
1) I was sitting in the gloomy
restaurant of the Sheraton
Minneapolis West, listening to
familiar music piping in from
the potted plants. Crushed
with loneliness. Missing him
with every nerve in my spine.
And I think, what is this?
It's the familiar that I'm
feeling. The safety of the
familiar, which is why they
play this music. And I don't
let other people soak me with
their betraying, pitiful
illusions of "safety," but
somehow he did. It felt too
good then. I miss it too much
now. You cannot trust safe
things.
2) Finally slept enough.
Slept until I couldn't sleep
anymore. Slept until my
dreams changed from making out
with a hot Israeli to making
out with a hot... MY BROTHER??
3) The conference, the Public
Libraries Association, was
filled (naturally) with
librarians. Librarians from
all over the continent. And
if you're going to schmooze
all day, these are the people
to schmooze with, because
librarians are almost
invariably: smart, lovable,
weirdos.
4) We were the talk of the
conference. And I have a
cold. I got hundreds of
contacts and dealt one on one
with the VPs of most of the
major players, who came to my
booth on WOM alone. Despite
being unable to leave the
booth and having trouble
breathing, I think we did very
well. And my boss called me
up and gave me (tentative)
news that makes me so excited
it's scary.
5) I'm with my grandparents now.
All is well.
1) I was sitting in the gloomy
restaurant of the Sheraton
Minneapolis West, listening to
familiar music piping in from
the potted plants. Crushed
with loneliness. Missing him
with every nerve in my spine.
And I think, what is this?
It's the familiar that I'm
feeling. The safety of the
familiar, which is why they
play this music. And I don't
let other people soak me with
their betraying, pitiful
illusions of "safety," but
somehow he did. It felt too
good then. I miss it too much
now. You cannot trust safe
things.
2) Finally slept enough.
Slept until I couldn't sleep
anymore. Slept until my
dreams changed from making out
with a hot Israeli to making
out with a hot... MY BROTHER??
3) The conference, the Public
Libraries Association, was
filled (naturally) with
librarians. Librarians from
all over the continent. And
if you're going to schmooze
all day, these are the people
to schmooze with, because
librarians are almost
invariably: smart, lovable,
weirdos.
4) We were the talk of the
conference. And I have a
cold. I got hundreds of
contacts and dealt one on one
with the VPs of most of the
major players, who came to my
booth on WOM alone. Despite
being unable to leave the
booth and having trouble
breathing, I think we did very
well. And my boss called me
up and gave me (tentative)
news that makes me so excited
it's scary.
5) I'm with my grandparents now.
All is well.

irrespective of the oddness of number 2, but I bet lots of people have that happen to 'em in dreams
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date: Mar. 29th, 2008 07:43 pm (UTC)
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this5amblue
date: Mar. 29th, 2008 07:48 pm (UTC)
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All is well.
:]
I miss mine.
I have one left,
but the others are always
in mind and heart.
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ashfae
date: Mar. 29th, 2008 07:50 pm (UTC)
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jellomarx
date: Mar. 29th, 2008 08:01 pm (UTC)
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I used to date a woman, whose father, may he rest in peace, was a High School Librarian in the Bronx. He was bright, meek, weird and very nice. In hindsight I have better memories of him than I do of the girl.
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switchduck
date: Mar. 29th, 2008 09:34 pm (UTC)
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ahaha i almost thought about going to that conference for a hot second
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apresminuit
date: Mar. 30th, 2008 06:21 am (UTC)
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fightswithbelts
date: Mar. 30th, 2008 05:05 pm (UTC)
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up and gave me (tentative)
news that makes me so excited
it's scary.
Ooh I'm curious!
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