you are a stinge award: to the man with a briefcase and laptop, who originally asked if we had wireless set up. we don’t, so he wanted to use the free internet, but you have to be a member of the library to use it. if you don’t have an address in the state, you can only become a temporary member with a twenty dollar deposit. so he went ahead and did that, and while we were writing up his membership details, he told us he was leaving at five this afternoon.

oh for heaven’s sake, he could have spent a few dollars at an internet cafe for more time than our one hour a day maximum. also just bloody ridiculous going around the rules and making us run around just for free access. and to compound, when he was done, he came up to the desk and waved the library card wordlessly in my face. “what do you want,” i said tersely, even though i already knew. filled out the paperwork for his twenty dollar refund, cancelled his membership, collected the cash from the workroom and handed it back to him. but he had another question, could he borrow any books? aaaaarggghhh

lately i’m obsessed with the idea of watching more films. i’m trying out quickflix, which sounds like an australian ripoff of netflix. i have a ridiculous 100+ titles in my queue, which makes me think i might subscribe to it monthly, rather than have to scramble around video store closing times and their small selection. in the mail already is harold and kumar and i’ll sleep when i’m dead. hope they can find me a copy of times square soon.