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Quiet weekend. Saturday filled with walks and domesticity; Sunday filled with work. Saturday J. and I took the dog he was dogsitting (a sweet 7y.o. male shepard named Tucker) out on walks through the blustery city and Chinese New Year. We ran home as it started to rain with hot roasted chestnuts in our pockets and big plans to watch Harry Potter movies and not do much at all. In the afternoon we cooked and cleaned and I read a little and then we went to CostCo with some vehicle and membership-enabled friends where we bought

the world’s biggest bag of fresh spinach

and many other things, all food. Now there are groceries for pretty much through when J. goes to Europe; at least if all we eat is potatos and boca burgers and cheese and pasta and pesto and garlic and spinach, which doesn’t sound too bad, actually. Certainly it wasn’t too bad last night when we made spinach salad with walnuts and chevre, and spaghetti with pesto and fake italian sausages and garlic and parmesan. This morning when I made hash browns with potatos, onions, spinach and cheddar, it definately wasn’t too bad either. We will see how long it takes to become sick of spinach. If nothing else I will make garlic sauteed spinach which is one of my most favorite things ever.

Today I went to work where, excitingly, I was locked out of the library; the person supposed to show to undo the doors never did. The circ student who was also waiting and I ended up going over to Suzzallo to get assistance and call down the phone tree of our supervisors; eventually, someone answered and came and we finally opened up, only an hour and a half or so late. Hooray! After that steller beginning, we then discovered a flood on the 2nd floor! maintainence had been working on the heating system that morning and apparently one of the pipes in the radiator started overflowing. And of course, it was the radiator that was in back of two of our copy machines and next to the (often irreplaceable) periodical stacks, so that was where there was an inch or two of standing water on the second floor. Yowza! Way to enliven a quiet Sunday. Of course, it was salvaged in part because one of the bosses that got dragged in was also the building coordinator, and fortunately it didn’t leak down onto the first floor below, which would have been the workroom, which is where we keep all the materials to be processed. In other words, it could have been a Much Bigger disaster.

I was complimented for calling around and being persistant in getting the library open, despite it being not even remotely my job to do so, but it’s not like it ever occurred to me to do otherwise. People need their standards, after all!

Now I am catching up on reading and constructing classified schedules for my thesuarus and listening to hiphop. The thesuarus stuff is actually really fun and interesting. It makes my head hurt though, and I have a lot left to do, so I should get back to it. Cheerio.