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22 June 2010 @ 12:04 pm
so yesterday  
Oh, livejournal, why am I forever neglecting you?

So, hmm.  Yesterday I went in early to work because the library is air conditioned and home is not, so I was goofing off on my laptop before my shift started, when the girl I used to babysit (I suppose I still do?  Or not?  She's like 12 now, I guess she doesn't really need one?) appears at the desk across from me.  

Yes, she doesn't need a babysitter anymore because her mother just dumped her off at the library for a few hours.  I am not surprised.  I spent most of my teenage years watching this child 8 to 10 hours a day in the summer just because her mother didn't feel like dealing with her.  And she's adopted.  I mean, good God, you'd think if they wanted a child to badly to adopt one they'd pay more attention to her.  Well, the father loves her.  I like him.  He was at work.  But the mother works at a school and so had all summer off.


I don't know about other people, but I adored my babysitter when I was little.  I thought she was quite simply the coolest person on the planet, and I say this because it demonstrates that it is not really all that unusual that this girl absolutely loves me, and rather mistakenly thinks I am painfully awesome.  So I shut the laptop and whisper chat with her for awhile, because I know how devastated I would have been if I had ran into my idol somewhere and she couldn't be assed to talk to me.  It gets around lunch time and I need to take a little trek to the sandwich shop and the girl is all "Lucky.  I'm starving."   so I decide to be a good doobie and take her to lunch with me.  

She's prattling on about some anime or something or other I know nothing of and couldn't care less about, but I'm pretty sure I made her day, and that's a good feeling.  I would have been on cloud nine if Julie the Babysitter had ever hung out with me on her own time and took me out to lunch!   Hell, I still remember how tickled I had been when my favorite older cousin (whom I loved in the same manner as I loved Julie) bought me paper and pencils and asked me to draw a picture of Ariel for her.

I also bought my first airline ticket yesterday and am a nervous wreck about it.  It's not the flying itself, exactly--I mean, certainly that's part of it--it's mostly the stress of going to the airport BY MYSELF and trying to figure out what the hell I am doing.  But I know I have a habit of avoiding things that scare me, so forcing myself to do this will be a really good thing for me, assuming I don't die of an anxiety-induced heart attack, which is admittedly possible.
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