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It's 2:30am. I'm supposed to be up, perky, and volunteering at the library in five and half hours. I am so not feeling this. I have doubts that I will be asleep any time in the near future.
Cried a bunch, didn't throw things, despite things deserving throwing.
In case I haven't mentioned it previously, my brother is currently involved in massive room cleaning, which began with massive room emptying. Basically the entire contents of my brother's room are in the den, so no one can get to the sofa. The television is completely barricaded, so I haven't watched anything since Monday, and likely won't be able to until at least Sunday. On Sunday, nobody better stop me from sprawling on the sofa for USA's SVU marathon.

I feel like such an evil cranky person...

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Got up, went to the library. Have concluded that libraries are good places, home of good things. I worked in Children's this morning, shelving books, updating the Read-to-Me club, and listening to small children give book reports. It was great. For one thing, books. Lots of books. Also, I love children's literature and I love being around children and literature. It's so fulfilling to watch kids get really excited about reading. And it's really nice how pleased everyone at the library is to see me. They're so thrilled I'm there and that gives me warm fuzzies.

Unfortunately, moonsblood started, so now I'm curled up in bed with a warm computer and ibuprofen.

In order not to allow my brother to take away the speakers, (why should I be punished for his crankiness?) I'm being forced to play his music. So I'm stuck with No Doubt and Star Wars. Bleh.

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Napping is one of the best ways to get through cramps I know of. I got home, ate lunch, and lay down. And slept for four hours. Fantastic.