It has been forever since I last posted. I feel like I should join in on the Palin-blogging now because that’s what pretty much half of the blog posts in Google Reader have been about, but I will instead share a small piece of irony and sadness which I have just encountered…
Two weeks ago, before the DNC came to Denver, I left my signed copy of Unweaving the Rainbow in my calculus class. My teacher told me it would probably turn up later but I remained skeptical and figured I would never see it again.
When we finally returned to class after the DNC and Labor Day it still hadn’t turned up and I became extremely upset.
Here’s what I find ironic: I’m blogging from a computer in my school’s library. Apparently I spent a lot more time up here than I remember because all the librarians remember who I am. They even introduced the new librarian to me because they figured I’d spend about as much time up here as I did last year.
Why do I come to the library so much? Because I like books that much. Especially books about evolution with lots of bright, colourful, pretty pictures.
So the question is…
How can somebody who likes books so much lose a signed copy of a book?!
I’m a sad book worm. 😦
Send your shame upon me. All of it. Right now.