"Nothing of My Person Within or Without Could Compare..."

[psalm_onethirtyone]

At library presently. The librarian's young and very, erm, excitable granddaughter is also staying.

Buhh. I have no idea how some people manage. I mean, the child's intentions are pure and harmless enough, and she's very friendly, but she's also very loud and she runs about madly and wants me to chase and catch her. I shall never understand how children, like cats, are drawn to those who would simply Rather Not. There are Ogden Nash poems I find applicable.

However, I have been very good. I have lifted her up so she could clean the high shelves, and I have let her sit upon my cart as I shelved, and I have run about after, and I have given her my Bethlehem scarf and my earrings to play with (she is entirely amazed and fascinated by the concept of clip earrings). I have smiled much.

I also, however, have had five hours of sleep last night, and my collapse in imminent.

Ahaha. I am going to keep fish when I grow up. ;_;