Borders bookstores

It's a sad, sad moment in my life.

Borders bookstores are OFFICIALLY going out of business.
Not that this was news to anyone (except for me, apparently). I knew their stores has been closing. But two of the stores near me had just remodeled a bit, so it's not like I was expecting them to go anytime soon!

With that said, I have expanded my bookshelves a LOT in the past week. I do mean a LOT.
Anybody who knows me knows that at home one tall bookshelf was pushing my luck. At school the 3 shelves I was given above my desk were pushing their luck - and those were only the books I WANTED to take to school with me!
Now I've got 2 tall bookshelves, which will be full whenever I get another peg to put underneath one of the shelves since it broke while it was being moved into the apartment. I could really use a 3rd tall shelf.
DH and I are in the process of cleaning (which means I'm STILL cleaning what was moved in 3 weeks ago, because I really don't want to touch it - there's just so much stuff!) so the third shelf will have to wait.

It's kind of sad that Borders is closing. In the last 4 years or so I've finally gotten to the point that I LOVE Borders, and if I didn't need food then I could kill an entire day in the store!
And of course my nerdy random thought was "My kids will think I'm nuts when I talk about Michael Jackson and his music and dancing, Patrick Swayze and his movies and dancing (and why mom would've REALLY loved dancing with him), and Borders bookstores!
'Mom, what's a Borders?'
'It's a BOOKSTORE! How could you not know that??'
'Mom, you're ancient. Those don't exist. How was I to know? What's a book look like? We have these things called e-readers, Kindles, and Nooks now. And iPads. Who's Patrick Swayze?' 'Wait, you mean you've never seen Dirty Dancing? WHOSE CHILD ARE YOU???'"
Yup, I can see it now.

So in the last week I have been to 3 different Borders stores. And I've been to a Borders in general at least 10 times.
Thanks to the "Going Out of Business Sale" (AKA the "GOOB sale" or "GOOBS," as I like to say... seriously, Borders, "Liquidation" is shorter!) I have successfully begun working on one of those fabulously full bookshelves that my college professors always had!
Granted, some don't look as "professional," but I make sure to check out the references they list in the book. And I've been going for ones that i'd be likely to use as a therapist. Like on ADD, psychiatric drugs, divorce, prescription painkillers, eating disorders, dealing with the death of a loved one, and aging parents.
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I don't the "The Psychology of Harry Potter" will get me anything at work except maybe some brownie points!

Hopefully the books will be super useful when it comes to writing papers.
There were so many more books I would've LOVED to look for, but unfortunately some people aren't very good at distinguishing between "self-help" books and "psychology" books.

I can guarantee i'll hit up Borders a few more times before it closes for good (sadness!!), but I think I'm pretty well set on things. At least for now. Until the DSM-V comes out. Which reminds me, I need to buy the DSM-IV-TR, since someone ripped me off... But that's another story.

(Random note on books: I'm looking for books on making bags. So instead of buying a bunch of new bags for school and work, I can just make them myself after I buy the fabric (and maybe figure out how to make handles...) Any suggestions?)

Random thought of the day: Orangejello and LeMonjello

I apparently have times of day where I have the weirdest thoughts.

Usually it's in the morning.
For instance, one day on the way to work I saw a leaf blowing across the road.

Ok, let me give you some background information so you can see where this is going.
I live in Nebraska. Yes, NEBRASKA. As in, we have people, we have electricity, yes we even have black people (hello!!), we have lakes and rivers and all, but we DO NOT HAVE SALT WATER.

Ok, back to the story.
So I saw this leaf blowing across the road. And it reminded me of a giant shrimp.
I laughed to myself when I thought about this.
Then suddenly my brain goes "OH MY GOD YOU JUST RAN OVER A GIANT SHRIMP! AAAAAHHHHHHH!"
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Yes, this happened. And I calmly said to myself "Shut the hell up. Nut job."

Alrighty then, now that we see that I have random thoughts, I'll keep going.
Most of my random thoughts happen in the morning. In the shower, no less.

Probably my brain saying "Why are you up so early, you freak? Go back to bed!"

So this morning the random song in my head (yes, song. we're making progress!) was the 1999 song by LFO called "Summer Girls."
If you're not too young then you should know what I mean.
"New Kids on the Block had a bunch of hits. Chinese food makes me sick. And I think it's fly when girls girls stop by for the summer, for the summer."

After I finished getting this song OUT of my head (!!! last time it was Backstreet Boys. Woo...), I started thinking about a thread where people were talking about some of the weird names that they'd seen and heard.
If I haven't said it before (or if you haven't figured it out), my thought progression is weird. I promise it made sense at the time, but it was also 7:15 in the morning.

So I got to thinking about the strange things people name their kids.
Like Orangejello and LeMonjello.
Yes, you read that right.
Orange. Jello.
Lemon. Jello.

I'm sorry, people, but no matter how you put it, you named your kid after a JELLO FLAVOR!
You can pronounce it "O-rahn-juh-loh" or "luh-mahn-juh-loh" ALL that you WANT, but the fact remains that you still named your kid after JELLO.

Or "Abcde."
Which is supposedly the equivalent of "Ab-sih-dee" or "Ab-suh-dee." Or maybe even "Eb-sih-dee."

Then there's "Shithead."
I kids you not, people actually name their children this.

But not with the, uh, usual pronunciation, if you catch my drift.
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Hold on, I have to Google how you actually pronounce this.
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Ok, so we've got "Shuh-thayd" or "Shih-thayd."
Or "Shuh-theed"/"Shih-theed."

Even better, when I Googled the name, other names came up, too!
Like naming your child Syphilis or Testicles.
Here's the website:
http://www.snopes.com/racial/language/names.asp

People, save your kid the trouble.

Ok, I got teased in 5th grade when people kept asking me "What's your secret."
And my last name, though not exactly the most profound thing in the world, kept getting me jokes about weapons.
I've known people who were upset with their names because of a spelling difference. I knew a Rhianon who wanted to change her named because she wanted a total of 3 n's in it (Rhiannon).
I've also known people who embraced the fact that their names weren't the usual Britney/Brittany, Ashley, Courtney that were apparently VERY popular when I was born (and I do mean VERY popular), even though it had the potential of meaning that they wouldn't necessarily be able to go to a gift shop and find something with their name on it. I knew a Rynae (Renee), and I thought it was a pretty name.

But I can't really think of any kid that would be thankful to be named Syphilis or Shithead once s/he gets to high school and actually figures out what it is - or when the other kids find out what it is... Nevermind some of the teachers that happen to be out there.

Parents, don't be jerks. No kid deserves Gonorrhea. In any way.

That is all.