library voices please

dear friends,

today i learned that i am perilously close to becoming what my highschool amigos always thought i would be-- a librarian. for those of you not around way-back-then, i spent a lot of time at the st. paul's library, mostly because it was my home-room and yearbook-headquarters. i was there before school, during spare periods, and after school. the custodians and i used to watch the young and the restless together. people would come into the library and assume i was a librarian and ask questions, or know that i was not the librarian and would still be likely to have the answer. i vowed that i would never ever become a librarian.

don't get me wrong i love libraries (except of course mclennan). i made friends with the trenton library during my first model un, bonding with the resource librarian about how she used to do model uns, the castle had the cutest little library, the university of sussex library meant potential contact with actual british people, and stauffer (aka joe's place) was beautiful--laptop outlets at every desk, a fireplace reading room. but i don't want to be a librarian.

anyway, in spite of this i applied for a maternity-leave fill in job as a data librarian at mcgill. that's right should my interview tommorrow go well, not only will i be a librarian... but i will be a librarian that helps make people's data dreams come true. sounds stable and decent paying. and new jersey is still months away.

and, maybe i can finally pay that library fine...
cam