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a fifty-something under-tall half-deaf school librarian in the jersey suburbs with two grown kids and time on her hands Libraries will get you through times of no money better than money will get you through times of no libraries.
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05.24.2004 |
8:38 pm |
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Daily exercise is maybe not so good for you after all. Or maybe it's just not good for me. I had put a moratorium on the situps last week, since my back was acting up, but I went back to it yesterday, and again this morning. Achh. Random back spasms all day. This after a good solid three hours' sleep. I am so zombied out right now. After a day of speaking about my most hated topic to the senior class and the staff, and a meeting with the architects of the new library, who, frankly, are idiots. Part of the plan looks so so nice, and then there's the only-one-exit dilemma. Now by state law there has to be more than one -- three, in fact -- so there are three doors. They all open onto the same dead-end corridor, right above the school's new main entrance. Uh .... well, gee. If there's a fire (or worse) right there, right in the corridor outside the library, then what? We can get out of the library all right, but then where? Am I the only one here who's heard of disasters having taken place in high school libraries? Sheesh. |
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