R: I somehow missed that the closest city library to my apartment is less than a quarter of a mile away. Turns out, I've walked by it hundreds of times since I moved here and always assumed it was a church. Going inside it today, I realized that I wasn't really wrong: it is definitely a church...filled with books. Browsing the religion section - is it weird that the only thing I remember about the Dewey Decimal is that 200s are religion? - I found the book Jesus is Not a Republican particularly fitting for the location. Only the City of New York would take an old church in the West Village and reappropriate it as a public library. It's really lovely.
On a related note, after nearly five years here I finally have a library card, and I plan to wear it out. The NYPL at Jefferson Market is my new favorite hang out on Mondays.
C: Haru and his pal Suki (in white). A little happiness in the office on Pelú's desk - all the way from the house of the rising sun itself. Naming was a huge event today. I even sought an outside consultant:11: 45 me: quick i need a good name for this little guy:
my friend just brought it into the office
11:46 he wanted to name it yoshi, but i told him that was the dinosaur on mario
11:47 J: haha
there are the obvious
happy
smiley
bubbles
yellowman
me: he wants a japanese
name
J : mellow yellow
me: boo
J : merrow yerrow
me: hahaha
that only flies because youre asian
that's my closest library too!
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