When I came in to work a few days ago, there were some "free ipod" ads on the library bulletin board. It's a bit annoying to see it used for visual spam like that. Apparently I'm not the only one who thinks so; by lunchtime, someone had written "popup blocker" on a piece of paper and pinned it over the offending ad.
I'm busy at work. We started processing winter reserves early, even though finals week hasn't even begun. We're losing the week between Christmas and New Year's, since the library will be closed, and timing was tight enough already. I've processed 103 courses, created their records in one of the two necessary systems, printed out all the search and recall slips for all of the requested books, recalled the 160 books that needed recalls, sent out the call for reserves to all the departments that haven't weighed in yet, checked the bookstore for the books I need to purchase (found out it's too early), and chopped up and sorted several hundred little slips of paper. It is, generally speaking, nice to be busy, although I belatedly realized we may cause some confusion for the students using the reserves lookup computer, which will bring up some Winter 2005 information now. Well, it shouldn't be too hard to clarify things.
Moly had a really spectacular sneezing fit at 5am while I was awake with a stomachache, but she does seem a little better than she was. As long as she retains her interest in eating and being petted, and isn't audibly wheezing, I think she's coming along okay.
I gave blood to the Red Cross on Tuesday, even though the Blood Bank drive tomorrow has better prizes. Just couldn't justify scheduling it when I might want to be home cleaning, or might be out Christmas shopping. The bloodmobile was so cold they were putting little portable heating packs in the crooks of everyone's arms before trying to draw blood. They were also playing country music. Other than that, everything went fine. The only couch available was one for right-arm blood drawing; I was a little apprehensive about that, but I didn't end up with so much as a bruise.
And that's all the news that's fit to print. I'm due on the desk in five minutes and I have to pee, so clearly it's time to stop typing.