03 July 2010

And time.

I came into the library with the intention of finishing off my notes on "The Skinner" by Neal Asher, but first I fucked around trying to find two books that I returned to the library, but that they didn't check in properly. Now I have run out of time.

I am quite cross about this, as the stupid girl who repeatedly does this to me (not checking in the books that I drop off) isn't in any way inconvenienced by this, she doesn't even have to help me look for the damn things.

Fucking stupids.