I should not know, I could not say, I would not tell you anyway.
go for deaf mute...or possibly autistic.
at my old university i used to study and sleep on these padded bleachers they had around the pool...it was so warm and you could hear water sloshing about..it was like being in the womb.
priceless.
how have you been lately darlin? good luck on midterms etc.
Let me know if you have any crazy dreams, during one of your library naps. Once, I read a blog about a dream you had with Alisha and I in it, and you were so convincing that it actually had happened, that I found myself belieiving it, and thinking that I must've been in an awful state to not remember something so crazy.
P.s. I love you, Pat. When are we getting married??
I think you should try to have an illicit affair in said quiet room.
Those librarians are quite saucy after all....
That is a damn good idea. You should get a dog and say he is your seeing-eye-companion, or you can just get one of those extended blind cains. Just for the placebo effect.
u are going straight to hell.
see ya there!
Lovely.
Simply delicious.
Pat is a weasel
Yeah I 've got to find me a place like that around here Madeleine... and thanks for the well-wishing! I ended up with a 100% on my Biochem midterm anyway, so that made up for all the 60-something midterm before that.
lol And hey Ashley, believe it or not, but just awhile ago I found the piece of looseleaf that I'd recorded the whole dream on as soon as I work up! It was all crammed onto both sides... I wrote so freakin much! And Alisha just told me while I was upstairs that she's going to our wedding, so I'm guessing you were talking to her. I say, we'll set a date as soon as one of us calls the other... And don't say that calling Alisha's cell counts as a call to me! 
Ugh... Lucas, if you only knew the half of it. The only librarians are a bunch of elderly ladies and an exceedingly gay man. Exceedingly. Believe-you me.
Fancy: Wouldn't it poke a hole in my being deaf thing if I had a guide-dog? Or a blind cane?!?
lol wicked. See you in hell, anny! heh... This seems like something I'd say as I pulled you over the edge of a precipice, before we both fell to our doom.
Lovely and delicious, Francois? I'm blushing...
Listen Jenn: You better start saying nice things to me! What you say on here is pretty much all I've got left to remember you by, since we never get to talk otherwise! So how bout you think twice before your next "boo" or "weasel" comment? Huh? HUH?
Bah! If that's how you want it to be, then fine. This is where I start acting all uppity...
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