Showing posts with label found. Show all posts
Showing posts with label found. Show all posts

Thursday, June 23, 2011

basically, I'm a hobbit

getting a summer job has been much more difficult than I imagined it would be. (what do you mean, you don't want to hire a teenager with no work experience for a month and a half?) no job means no money for food, so I've been forced to forage.


if you need me, you can probably find me in the shire. I'll be the one stealing carrots from farmer maggot, or finding mushrooms in the front yard.

Sunday, March 6, 2011

found


Red Red.
because sometimes, Red just won't cut it.

Sunday, November 21, 2010

found

improve your stamp collection for only 2.95! It's the world's most rewarding hobby.

found tucked in between page 160 and 161 of my new old copy of Much Ado About Nothing.
(I am constantly expanding my collection of used Shakespeare plays)

Sunday, July 11, 2010

found

inside an old nancy drew book.

rather precious, innit?


"created for
the children's book council, inc.
by
Hardie Gramatry"


anyways, the Nancy Drew books have been living in a cardboard box on a shelf in my basement for a couple of years, and I thought that it was time for them to come back to my bookshelf. (I went through a Nancy Drew craze in the fifth (give or take a little) grade. they were packed up and put downstairs a couple of years after that to make room on my shelves, but now I've seen the errors of my ways.)

the books are the originals, and belonged to my mom and her sisters. A large number of them have bookplates in them that my aunt (the oldest of the sisters) wrote her name on.

not really sure when this bookmark was printed, and because my memory is like a pasta strainer, so I don't know if this bookmark was mine or if it belonged to one of my cousins or to one of my aunts.

Wednesday, June 9, 2010

found

found on June 8th inside of a book being sold at my library.


Love is friendship that has caught fire. It is quiet understanding, mutual confidence, sharing + forgiving. It is loyalty through good and bad times. It settles for less than perfection and makes allowances for human weakness.

Love is content w. the present, it hopes for the future, and it doesn't brood over the past. It's the day-in and day-out chronicle of irritations, problems, compromises, small disappointments, big victories and working toward common goals.

If you have love in your life, it can make up for a great may things that are missing. If you don't have love in your life, no matter what else there is, it's not enough.

-Attributed to many, originally (perhaps) by Ann Landers


something to consider, maybe.