Andrew Lang's collected tale
So Adam Burns was in the upstairs part of the library when I walked in this afternoon. Update from yesterday... the outline and the first draft are due at five pm and it is now two. Lovely. I chose a relatively unknown work by the grimm brothers to rework into a modern tale.
Wikipedia on literary significance of the youngest
I know last night I was joking with Liz about my co-worker Teddy and not knowing how to finish the joke (teddies, negligees...) but the situation is not going away. At this point I even like the guy and Nathanael hinted the age difference was not that great. I don't like him that way (hense why it is being typed to get my thoughts out). Teddy and I talked by our cars after our shift Sunday night. Cannot even remember how it got started but he was making a batch of Chicken Bacon Dijon paninis and I was making fruit cups during a lull in customers... somehow one comment led to another and the playful "I hate you" left my lips. Oops, apparently that left the wrong impression because he comes back soon thereafter stating that the comment made him drop a tray of paninis. Had to be there...
200,000 miles on a 2002 car after many trips to and from Kansas. Text messaging. Movies sometime. I really do not understand the male brain. great caveate there girl