forgot to mention: wednesday, i took note of two female patrons at the library, dead ringers for jan duursema and linda bowen. it was weird. also saw mr. starkey from canoga park high checking out books. always thought he was strange.

i've started compiling a list of books i'm going to write. funny, the things that go through my head as i empty the outside bookdrop.

like i'm going to have time! seriously, i just have alternative titles for a few. they just beg for it. because i see so many books each day, my mind has created games to keep me occupied. if only manju and susan knew. they do similar things, but they're always amazed i can cheerfully come back to the front desk every fifteen minutes and cart away another stack of books to shelve. whatever. they're probably capable, they just don't know it.

losing focus ... me on stupid theraflu meds. um. a sample, right: "how to wash your face" by barney kenet and patricia lawler. i kid you not. my book will be "how to wipe your ass."