tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20327577.post117096033415492734..comments2023-11-29T08:27:29.163-08:00Comments on Pop Culture Librarian: Dead WrongLibrarian Girlhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01684616355124026011noreply@blogger.comBlogger9125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20327577.post-53138574750043292142007-02-21T12:06:00.000-08:002007-02-21T12:06:00.000-08:00Just found your blog through feedster. Loved this ...Just found your blog through feedster. Loved this post!Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20327577.post-19294003112658607102007-02-11T15:56:00.000-08:002007-02-11T15:56:00.000-08:00You must have been POPULAR in high school!You must have been POPULAR in high school!Desperate Housewifehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04646972372049652156noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20327577.post-20370454829235366012007-02-11T14:27:00.000-08:002007-02-11T14:27:00.000-08:00I also worked in a hospital basement. The departme...I also worked in a hospital basement. The department next door to mine was The Morgue. All the newly dead rolled in and out past our window to the hall. The most disturbing dead dude ever had been shot with an arrow, so when he rolled down the hall you could see the feathered end of the arrow sticking out through the zipper on his body bag. Seriously, disturbing.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20327577.post-26813019838049802712007-02-11T09:51:00.000-08:002007-02-11T09:51:00.000-08:00Well, I think that story had all the makings for a...Well, I think that story had all the makings for a great movie- Shitty job, monotone disembodied natzi boss, and hottie boyfriend saving the day on his motorcycle. good times, good times....Darlenehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01865693313611074058noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20327577.post-1171042952278520492007-02-09T09:42:00.000-08:002007-02-09T09:42:00.000-08:00Al--"the coolometer blew up"???? HA HA HA HA HA. ...Al--"the coolometer blew up"???? HA HA HA HA HA. I'm crying from laughing over that one.Librarian Girlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01684616355124026011noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20327577.post-1171036367115027062007-02-09T07:52:00.000-08:002007-02-09T07:52:00.000-08:00FSC - Librarian Girl was THE COOLEST in High Schoo...FSC - Librarian Girl was THE COOLEST in High School (still is today). She got the guy that was older that we aaaaaaaall fantasized about while in our choir class. THE OLDER MAN! He was in a band. I mean the cool-ometer blew up! Seriously.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20327577.post-1170984214364383792007-02-08T17:23:00.000-08:002007-02-08T17:23:00.000-08:00I once worked in a hospital too. Also in the sub-...I once worked in a hospital too. Also in the sub-sub basement. I was right next door to the morgue (and spent my shifts working totally alone). And I got to wash up the bloody surgical tools. I so wish I was kidding but I'm not. At least now I know I'm not the only one who had a creepy hospital job back in the day. Shudders.Sauntering Soulhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14828034063817184110noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20327577.post-1170979652044558472007-02-08T16:07:00.000-08:002007-02-08T16:07:00.000-08:00Come on! The acid wash was STYLIN' back in the da...Come on! The acid wash was STYLIN' back in the day. TOTALLY HOT.Librarian Girlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01684616355124026011noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20327577.post-1170976199119420902007-02-08T15:09:00.000-08:002007-02-08T15:09:00.000-08:00Boyfriend with a motorcycle at 17? Dang.That slic...Boyfriend with a motorcycle at 17? <BR/><BR/>Dang.<BR/><BR/>That slice of coolness almost cancels out the acid wash. Almost.french panichttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08387613398913818918noreply@blogger.com