Born, like other comic book characters, out of an otherwise trivial but life-changing animal bite, the Rabid Librarian seeks out strange, useless facts, raves about real and perceived injustices, and seeks to meet her greatest challenge of all--her own life.
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Friday, May 30, 2014
Some terrible poetry to say goodnight
Errands run,
Work done.
It should be the time for fun.
Notes can wait,
Friends are fed.
But I am tired,
So time for bed.
This is why my spells in the Call of Cthulhu game suck. Brenda is far better at versification than I.
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