Groggy

: 'Calling You' by Blue October
: Cold but warming up

I just went to pick up a friend and the thermometer is hanging at 0 degrees Fahrenheit. Brrrrrr!!!

I've been trying to get caught up on sleep and it seems like people have been calling every few minutes but really there's been a couple of hours between each call. That's okay, though--it's nice to be home and warm and comfy but socialising. One of the calls was to let me know that a co-worker we'd worried a bit about had a healthy baby boy tonight...35 hours of labour and an eventual Caesarian, but it looks like it was all worth it. When my friend had called for his ride, I was dreaming about being robbed downtown and sleeping in a car, so I'm glad I woke up during that one. If I didn't know better, I'd say I didn't take my Paxil--that's the sort of anxiety dream I usually get if I miss a dose or two. But no, I now have all my meds in a handy little compact gizmo and I definitely took yesterday's and today's.

Darius, my generally stand-offish Siamesey orange tabby (who hides whenever people come over and basically tries to act as if there are only two cats in the house) is maniacally clinging to me and oddly enough he just somehow stood on the keyboard and managed to open what I think was a pop-up that got through heading to an adult site. Talented but annoying kitty, that one. He has these moods. He's actually quite affectionate towards me, although it took years to develop. Now he mostly hangs out on top of my monitor as I type, which is better than in front of the screen on the keyboard, let me tell you.

Speaking of adult content, the FBI got back with me over the child porn crap I've been getting in my work e-mail (the type that says that they've charged your credit card so much for access to this link they've sent so you can have pictures of 5 and 7 year olds to 'beautify your collection'...gag). Between that and a couple of e-mails offering stolen credit cards, etc., I'm actually pining for simple, annoying Viagra ads. Looks like they're investigating the websites. Thanks, guys. Given the press librarians sometimes get in terms of our rabid adherence to intellectual freedom, you may be surprised that my first thought when faced with people hawking child porn (fraudulently, I might add) was to run to the FBI. I mean, we're the ones fighting the PATRIOT act, right? Yeah, but I'm sorry, child pornography is wrong and predatory, and I don't know of any librarian who would actively campaign in support of access to it; potentially 'obscene'--and that definition varies--materials involving consenting adults, yes. Materials that are meant to convey research topics or children's fashions or whatever, where the original intent is obviously not sexual but might be sought by paediphiles, yes. Actual child porn...no. We're as a profession often classified as liberals (and there are exceptions, mind you), but we can still spot the bad guys.

Strange things of the day: A friend called me at work today and the switchboard operator accidentally transferred him to Dwana's extension, the one person who knew who he was. Also, a news crew caught him walking to work yesterday to interview him on keeping warm in the cold (he made the 5, 5:30, and 11 o'clock broadcasts). The same station interviewed Dwana today whilst she was pumping gas. (Okay, apparently it was a slow couple of news days.) She only made it on the 5 and 5:30 one, though, so she thinks he beat her on screen personality. But what are the chances that out of an area with a quarter million people in it a news crew on consequetive days would single out two of my closest friends??? Maybe I need to watch out for Channel 36 myself. Weird.

Okay, I think I'll go back to sleep and see if I can actually get some rest this time.