I want lunch.

Hi all,

I miss Rae. Why you no post anymore? We need a voice of reason around these parts, we're becoming increasingly high-strung as the summer passes on.

Today has been lonely and quiet in library world. Bernie has this hilarious reading position where he looks like he's stroking an imaginary beard, although he holds it for hours--every time I walk down it's as if he never moved. I found the food section today while shelving, so I have some new culinary goals for the summer. That reminds me, Justine, peaches are coming into season and I thought we'd make some chilled peach soup in the blender when you come by. The hippie cookbook has just so many delicious options. You'd like it.

We decided last night that we are going to take the BBoltz thing well and see how it goes rather than let anxiety and colon issues make all the decisions.

No one from OSE has emailed me back yet, unsurprisingly. Next week I have to argue with HR because I didn't get paid for nearly a month this spring, which is upsetting.

I'm going home again this weekend, which is disappointing but maybe I'll get to go to the overstock store and get some new types of olives. I think Alex ate my jar of tapenade the other day. It's cold but not raining yet. Sandwich time.

Take care,

Isabe