Back In The Saddle

I haven't posted since, what... October?
Yeah; something like that. My bad. *facepalm*

So, I'm now posting, not as overworked employee at but as owner of The Book Worm!

Yep... pretty sweet.

I planned a lot of changes in the store. I say "I" because I did plan them but the work to implement them has been a huge group effort. We've removed shelving units, moved whole genres and created sitting areas.
Next: we hold our rollers aloft with pride. We paint!

Have I mentioned that I'm tired?
No?
...Yeah... I'm tired. But overall, this is extremely rewarding.
I'm 25 and I own a bookstore. I own a BOOKSTORE! I love books! I love selling books!
Epic win!

Lots happening... over all. Less at the moment. At the moment, I'm hitting the hay.

G'night peeps.

It's My Birthday!

Not yet. Like, it's not really my birthday today or anything... But it will be on Sunday!

Woot!

25! Quarter of a century!

This is really just a a kindly worded request to everyone to come out and wish me a happy birthday on Saturday during my Cosplay Weekend Event (wink, wink, nudge, nudge (Yeah? Got any Monty Python fans out there? Huh? Yeah? No? ...Okay then).)

You can have a Harry Potter cupcake with me! Yummmmm.


P.S.
I promise this blog will become a little more blog-like after this big ole' event has come to close. Just... hang in there.

This Probably Isn't Nice But I'm Gonna Say It Anyway

This is a rant.

I just want you all to know that going in... so you're not surprised when you get to the end and are all: "She was just ranting. That was a wast of my time; seriously, I just lost 5 minutes of my life that I will never get back... what a b***." Because, honestly, if I tuned in to a blog expecting something and ended up with what you're about to read, I'd probably say that to the computer screen... and it wouldn't say anything back... because it agreed with me... and sometimes silence speaks volumes.

Anyway...

Dear person:

I get that you probably worked really, really hard on that.

No. You know what? Now that I think about it, you probably didn't. You are probably so full of yourself that you just shot that gleaming bit of epic fail out into the universe and thought it was the greatest thing since the invention of... something that is actually great, and ran with it. But let me tell you something: it is not.

Not even close.

I could do better than that.

And they're aren't all that many things that I'm good at.

A word of advice: get yourself some new, honest friends. Ones who will tell you that you have committed a crime against nature and that there's no shame in that age old adage: Try, try again.

-end of rant-

Goodnight peeps...

-Lady B.
10/1/11

It's 12:15-ish... And I'm Laboring To Give You All Pertinent Information. (I Hope You Appreciate This)

Got in from South Carolina late the other night. Still tired but… Oh. My. God. So amazing!

I learned so much and met so many great people; I have so many ideas and so much planning to do.

But, first thing’s first: Cosplay Weekend. It’s still on and still epic.

*Update: Penny Dreadful Productions is judging the costume contest as well as showcasing major amounts of awesome… Seriously, their stuff is like, whoa.

Plus, the (sorta) full list of prizes for the costume contest is now on the Cosplay Page. Check it out… and tell you’re friends! Don’t make me have to come after you, people.

More later.

P.S.

I want to give a ginormous “Thank You!” to Janet Bollum of The Muse Bookstore for making such a great opportunity available to me. …So, thank you.

What The...

It's 2:05 in the morning and I'm shaking my head in disbelief as my fingers tap, tap, tap away at the keys.

Why am I doing this instead of sleeping? I mean, I have to get up in the morning, I have to be at the BW... I SHOULD BE ASLEEP.

You wanna know why I'm not asleep right now?  Why I'm not exploring the deepest, creepiest, salty, chocolate, clown faced, octopus filled corners of my subconscious? (You probably don't, but I'm going to tell you anyway.) Because I was working; on projects I created for myself... I did this to myself.

Moral of this non-story?

I. Am. A. Masochist.

Pleasant dreams to all of you who have already toddled off to dream land; here's hoping yours is slightly less inhabited with clowns.

Lady B.

The Night Owls are Pooping in the Corners of My Mind

I'm still in the process of putting this blog together; I have some pretty sweet ideas for it, too. And just like my blog, I feel like my town... our town, is on the verge of greatness. ( I do think highly of myself, don't I?)

And I'm not talking about the usual yarn and spiel you get from every other small town; I really do feel like we're on the edge of something fantastic. Every day, I see more and more people out, just enjoying themselves, with their friends and their families. I've been with The BW for just over a year and in that short period I've felt the shift and it excites me to no end. We're creating something, all of us, you included, together; we're becoming more diverse, more open, and it's a beautiful thing!

Is it just me? Am I talking out of my bum because I'm so tired my eyes are cross, or do you all feel it too?