the last whining entry for a while, I promise

So I managed to get myself good and dehydrated today, I think, what with the water fountains in the new building not being chlorinated yet and me being too dumb to bring in liquid. Then I biked to the library. This was interesting, since my sense of balance was, um, unpredictable. I made it safely anyways, as you probably guessed from the fact that I'm around to write this entry, but it was fun, in the way of not being fun at all. Upon arriving at the library I hit the water fountain immediately, and then proceeded to shelve an overwhelming quantity of books. This is another activity that becomes particularly entertaining when leaning over too far makes you mildly dizzy. It's especially fun in the children's department, where all the shelves are low-down so that kids can reach them and people who are not two feet tall have to lean, kneel, or both. Whee!

Weird little-kid story for today: while reshelving picture books today, this boy who was probably fourish greets me. "What are you doing?" he asks. I've calmed down a bit from my previous spazziness so I manage to answer in a non-cranky way, "I'm putting back all these books." "Oh. What's your name?" he asks. None of this is new yet, I get questions from random curious kids on a semi-regular basis. So I tell him. Next question. "Do you have a husband?" "What?" I'm pretty sure I heard him wrong. He comes a step closer, lowers his voice confidentially, and repeats clearly, "Do you have a husband?" --- *g* I figure my next step can be getting elementary schoolers to flirt with me, and maybe I'll have worked my way up to people my own age by the time I finish college.

Also, anyone detecting a mathematical pattern of how often I have bouts of moaning and groaning definitely shouldn't comment on that fact, especially if they have a y chromosome.