The Big News From Me to You

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I finally got around to having the talk with the roommate last night. Not that very many of you know what "the talk" is, because I have kept this confidence strictly to myself and a fortunate few. I said a while back that I had some news that I planned on sharing once I got back to Georgia - and no - it is not that I am gay, (although after watching Troy and seeing Brad Pitt's perfectly scuplted bod swinging that big sword all over the place with such reckless abandonment, I did have a scant few moments of doubt...not that there's anything wrong with that.)

No, no, friends and countrymen. As luck would have it I have not switched sexual preferences, but I will be trading geographical ones. It has been a rapid spitfire fifteen years since I was first transported, kicking and screaming, down past the Mason-Dixon line. Now I find myself dragging my tail back from whence I came, slightly disheartened, but enlightened enough to take a big step towards a realm of greater possibilities. Our old neighbor in Snellville, Georgia, Pat McNew, might take some comfort in knowing, for a while at least, that those Damn Yankee Yezbicks have finally cleared out of his state.

Not that I was run outta town by a screaming group of Southerners. Nor do I find in myself any desired want to leave Georgia. Instead, the catalyst for my decision was partly due to watching my friends, one by one, pop out babies and get hitched (not necessarily in that order). The realization that came with this was that I wasn't exactly spending my time very productively. I've decided to do something about that. There comes a time when you have to take the band-aid off, and in my opinion, it's best to get it done in one fell swoop.

So I'm packing my bags, goin' to Misty Mountains Michigan. I'm planning on establishing residency there, my parents being parental (that was a keyboard error - I struggled here with what to say about my parents and how fortunate I am to have wound up with a great pair. Apparently the keyboard hitched and wrapped and deleted as I attempted to accentuate and annunciate how truly defeat the enemy awesome my folks are) enough to take me back into their household, tail between my legs and all. That accomplished, my hope is to be accepted into Wayne State University's MLS and become the world's greatest librarian.

That career path is one I had originally ascended too after living on the floor of my brother's condo in Alaska for a few months back after college graduation. Unfortunately - my eagerness was soon tapped, most likely due to the combination of finding myself working way too many hours at an underemploying and, what I felt to be, underappreciative restaurant in order to pay the bills. It wasn't long before I fell into that dreaded trap that causes us to shirk life's rewards: routine.

My decision to pursue librarianship was and is driven by the fact that I feel the need to give something back. I want to put something positive into the world - and making sandwiches, or supervising the making of those sandwiches for hungry people just wasn't enough. After gradumutation I was tailoring my resumes for non-profit organizations...and the economy was tanking. I wasn't having much luck looking around for something that could take in an idealistic philosophy/english literature major - and in my despair - as I have said before, I wound up in Alaska.

It was there that I began my obsession with this blog, which my brother detailed in photographia...Soon after I was learning the ways and mores of the blogosphere, linking and crediting and discovering new fields of pleasure at every turn. Fueling this voyage of discovery was my own insatiable appetite for information and all things news. It was this obsession that eventually led me to many of the popular sites run by librarians - and opened my eyes thereby to the world of aggregation and newsfeeds. Currently I have quite a few library sites in my Syndirella feeder : shiftedlibrarian, keptup, library stuff, Georgia State Library, library web chic, walking paper, and possibly some others that are just escaping my notice by way of the scroll. In the beginning, when I was first stumbling on these, it occurred to me -- there sure are a lot of librarians doing something I love. Put that together with a couple of other shortouts in the circuitry of the mind - and blammo - you have the makings of a plan.

So basically, since the beginning of this website, I have been keeping one eye fixed on librarianship. I've clipped and linked to articles - and researched quite a bit. I still have yet to perform an informational interview -- and I'm hoping to start some volunteering when I get up to Farmington Hills, (they have a really nice library[more info] just up the street from the parental units house) as there is nothing better than a lil first hand experience.

Not to mention that my resume could use some padding.

There's more to tell - and this blog could quite possibly become yet another in the long line of library blogs out there - beginning with day one of the career decision - flowing through the gathering of requisite materials for application - and ending - well - never. For now - I have let myself ramble on a little too long. I must be off to forage a meal before band night...ahhh band night...

6 Comments

i think what you had meant to say was, " That career path is one I had originally ascended too after living on the floor of my brother's condo IN A PILE OF MY OWN VOMIT."

yes, thats definitely what you meant to say. And don't worry, I am pretty sure that there is an active gay community in Farmington Hills just waiting for you. Not that there's anything wrong with that.


Catharsis: It's like a big dump.

Kevin! Hi! A Librarian! You Crazy! OK, one question-- If you encounter a pair of young lovers making it in your stacks will you kick them out or join them?

It all hinges on if they're in Dewey 176 or not...

well there is where my problem has always existed, i have been looking in 126 for some action. I feel like such a moroon.

I think it must've been the way we were brought up -- because I get stuck in 126 for extended periods of time. Sometimes I'll lie awake at night and I'll think - "I don't think I got enough research done in 126 earlier in the day. I better go back and go over it again."

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