Banned Book Week

You know, this week has come and gone, and I'd almost forgotten about it. I'm just a bad librarian. Yes, I am a librarian. In fact I am a liberal librarian. Is there any other kind you ask, unfortunately yes, our First Lady is a librarian is she not? I do not believe in filtering, and despise censorship in any form. So why I forgot about Banned Book Week I shall never know. The American Library Association, of which I am a proud member, has posted the 100 most banned books, a list which upon gazing I find quite illuminating. I myself have read several books on this list (over 10%):

3. I Know Why the Caged Bird Sings by Maya Angelou
6. Of Mice and Men by John Steinbeck
7. Harry Potter (series) by J.K. Rowling
22. A Wrinkle in Time by Madeleine L'Engle
28. The New Joy of Gay Sexby Charles Siverstein
37. The Handmaid's Tale by Margaret Atwood
41. To Kill a Mockingbird by Harper Lee
43. The Outsiders by S.E. Hinton
44. The Pigman by Paul Zindel
47. Flowers for Algernon by Daniel Keyes
56. James and the Giant Peach by Roald Dahl

I challenge you! Read a Banned Book Today!!

Telling 'Im Off

Beginning of this month I was again looked over for a promotion, my position taken by someone else. Which of course, as I have written earlier, made me feel like I had been sucker punched. Well today I finally had enough. All this bitterness and bile had been building in my system for a month now and I had to get rid of it. So I finally told the back-stabbing sycophant off. What a catharsis it was!! I told him in not so uncertain terms that I didn't trust him, didn't like him, and that I generally felt he stole that promotion away from me. Of course he told me that he never knew I was up for the promotion or he would have never taken it, which I know for a fact from my supervisor is not true. Though he still basically lies to my face, and grovels profusely before me, knowing that he'd be farther in chaos with his department than he is now had it not been for the effort and work I had put into that department before hand, I feel better about my self. It feels good to just purge these emotions, rather than let them fester inside. Healthier in the long run too. Will I ever get the raise or promotion I deserve. Unknown. Though I'm still looking for other avenues to pursue. The future comes as it may, for good or ill.

Out of Context

Looks like I'm jumping on the meme-wagon. This one I again picked up from yaniboy. It goes something like this.

1. Delve into your blog archive.
2. Find you 23rd post (or closest to).
3. Find the fifth sentence (or closest to).
4. Post the text of the sentence in your blog along with these instructions.

Now since I haven't been blogging that long, I only really have 24 posts at this time. So I shot for somewhere in the middle and found this out of context line.

I was so dancing in my seat.

It came from my RENT post. Which, all in all, wasn't that big. But it is fun in a way.

I'm suppose to tag five people now, but as with yaniboy, not even sure five people read this on any given day. But if you feel up to it, pass it on, it's like a virus. LOL

Whatever the Wind May Blow

The winds of change are coming. Events have been put into motion, and what may come I do not know. All I know is that right now I'm willing to take a chance on change. This change of course will involve a move, whether small or extreme, sometime before the year is out I will be moving. The nice thing though is that I won't be moving alone. I will have my best friend at my side. This weekend he and I had a major heart to heart and we have both come to the conclusion that the time is nigh for a change. We have both come to a point in our lives that we realize our time in Orlando is nearing the end. I personally need to grow, to expand my horizons outside of city that I no longer feel is my home. My instinct, that inner self, nags at me. In my gut I feel that the time is now for something, anything, to bring about a change. For me it was the day I met SCL, the one person in my life who, in a matter of weeks, has become my catalyst. In truth, we've become each other's catalyst. We've become each other's confidant. For once we both have found someone who felt the same way inside, that something needs to finally change. And we both agree that together, we will face this change. We, he, I stand at the precipice looking at the endless horizon before us. Our future lies out there somewhere, and we will face it together, whatever the wind may blow our way.

Red, White, & Nude

I am white boy. . .very white. English, Irish, Scottish, Danish, Dutch background. . .so very white. Which means that I should remember that I need sunscreen when I go to the beach, right?! Well dumb me forget yesterday, and of all days to forget too. A friend and I decided to go to the coast and visited our local gay nude beach. Well we laid out, played in the surf, met this cute guy from North Carolina, and three hours later headed home. Though the damage was done. We were now both red from head to toe, literally. Even our bums bore the sweet reddness of sunburn. Now. . oh dear. . kill me now. I never knew a sunburn could hurt so bad, especially when it's difficult to sit down. But boy did I ever have the time of my life.

I am The World

	The World represents the moments when we feel fulfilled and blessed and all that goes into them. It is a very positive sign that you are in a position to realize your heart's desire. What that is for you depends on the situation, but it will always feel great. Remember, though, that Card 21 is a symbol of active contribution and service. To hold the World in our hands, we must give of ourselves to it. That is the source of true happiness. For a full description of your card and other goodies, please visit LearnTarot.com
What tarot card are you?

I found this link on a blog that I look at quite often. Thanks Yaniboy! If you can, post a comment, and let's see what tarot card other people are as well.

RPC Redux

Things had been going so well with the reluctant prince charming, then my RPC had to screw up, royally.

My RPC was beginning to come out of his shell. The notes back and forth were becoming more frequent, his latest I used to carry around in my wallet, a wallet by the way that he had given to me by way of our mutual friend. Used to?!?!? Why don't I still carry the note around many of you may wonder. Well like I said, the RPC just had to fall from the tiny pedestal I had put him on, and to tell you the truth I don't think he'll find his way back up there anytime soon.

After the bruhah of my lost promotion, my co-worker had finally convinced the RPC that is was time to finally go out and do something, mainly to pull me out of my slight depression over the whole nasty affair. Well the weekend came and went, and yet nothing transpired, I didn't even get a phone call from my co-worker. Needless to say I was rather pissed when I came into work. Let's just say that my anger pailed in comparison to the co-worker's. Now comes the point in the story where the RPC messed up.

To give you a little background, the RPC had been taking care of his ex-boyfriend whose was dying from AIDS, which he had contracted from the boyfriend after the RPC. I found this rather endearing, it showed me that here was a compassionate man who would be there even when times got tough. Though what he was found doing that Saturday, rather unforgivable. My co-worker, who has been friends with the RPC since high-school, went to his house that morning. . . and found him fucking his ex-boyfriend!!! Considering the state the ex-boyfriend was in, we still are unsure of whether he was even aware or not of what was happening to him. So needless to say, the co-worker removed the ex-boyfriend from the situation and has cut all communication with the RPC. Even though I have lost my RPC, because I doubt this is something I can accept, or even forgive, but my co-worker. . .she's lost a good friend of 10+ years. Right now it's her I'm trying to keep from falling apart.

This though leads me back to square one. Single. . .and loathing it.

Hacking Up a Lung

I know, the title doesn't really seem appeasing, but it really does describe the state of my weekend and currently my week. For over a week now I've been coughing something fierce, sicker than a dog. Can't even sleep properly. I'm a tosser, so everytime I turn, I end up hacking for several minutes, so no real sleep. Finally I've broken down and made a doctor's appointment for this afternoon. They probably tell me it's some sort of URI and put me on antibiotics. One good thing though has come from this, I've quite smoking!! Had to really, couldn't take the hacking, let along the hacking after I'd take a puff. Though let's just say that these past five days have been rather interesting. Bitchdom to the nth degree!!! Just so pleasant to be around. (Big SMILE)

Coming Soon

Okay, either I'm a complete movie geek, or I've got too much time on my hands at work. Regardless of which, I looked up the release dates of those movies that I will want to see this fall and winter. Since my movie tastes depend entirely on my moods, this list is rather eclectic, ranging from romantic comedy to science fiction, from mainstream to indie. Hmm, question answered, I'm just a movie geek.

Sept. 16 Just Like Heaven	Sept. 23 Corpse Bride	Sept. 30 MirrorMask Serenity
Oct. 14 Elizabethtown	Oct. 28 Legend of Zorro	Nov. 18 Harry Potter & the Goblet of Fire Pride & Prejudice
Nov. 23 RENT	Dec. 2 Aeon Flux	Dec. 9 Chronicles of Naria: The Lion, The Witch, and The Wardrobe Brokeback Mountain

Sucker Punched

Figuratively I feel like I've been sucker punched in the kidneys. Literally it amounts to the same thing. I have had my promotion yanked from under me in the most downright, rottenest way possible. Makes me just want to spit!! For months, I have been the only candidate for this position I had interviewed for, until about two weeks ago, when another manager decides he wants to make a lateral move and expresses interest. This guy has little to no experience in General Education, and yet, because he does have a masters and is currently already a program manager, they give the position to him. And he has the gall yesterday to laud it over me!! Not only does he start advertising his new position amongst the school, before it was made official (ie, before I was told I didn't get the promotion), he tells me yesterday that he's going to want to rely heavily on me to help him rebuild the department, the department that was suppose to be mine!!! I just fumed. . .nodded my head, but fumed and envisioned his head imploding in upon itself. I want to scream. I want to throw something. I want to hit someone. If I could afford to leave my job I would, but unfortunately right now in this economy I must just sit back, take the punch, grimance, and return to being the docile librarian. Grrrrr.