Idiot

I'm stressed - the tell tale signs are there. I don't do what I need to do - no that would be way too simple and I wouldn't be able to panic at the last minute - instead I do some cataloguing, finally sort out SED from the BL (mind you that really was worth doing, put in a request for an article in the morning it's with me by the afternoon), do a verbal reference with an employment agency and some shelving. The good news is that we have nothing to shelve, I'm on top of the ILLs, my pricing models for Friday are sorted, the news has flown out. The bad news, I still haven't done the stuff I need to do.

Meanwhile at home, things look like they do at work! Still haven't done the stuff I need to do here either!

Screwball Scramble

Day one of a series of solo days, K. over in St Halton giggles at me and welcomes me to her world when I call to grab a copy of the Beatle Stabbing Report. Fair call. Speak to several people throughout the day and Dave now in Tower Hamlet's makes me laugh with his latest item of cataloguing. Clearly taking AACRII seriously he measured it too!

Throw into the mix the need to nip to the poxy post office to send the Archos off for repair and a fairly mad day.

Appraisal generates some interest in RSS locally. Interesting.