meet the blogger
LAYER ONE: THE OUTSIDE
- name: Elliott.
- eye color: Blueish greenish greyish.
- hair style/color: Black, short, dorky emo bangs.
- height: 5’7”.
- clothing style: A lot of band T-shirts, cardigans, and boot-cut jeans.
- best physical feature: I’ve gotten the most compliments on my eyes and (bizarrely) my back.
LAYER TWO: THE INSIDE
- your fears: ALIENS. I’m sure I have others, but that’s so big it kind of crowds out everything else.
- your guilty pleasure: Reading fanfiction at work, buying four-packs of Popeye Candy Sticks and eating them all in under five minutes, terrible movies, never exercising.
- ambitions for the future: Finish grad school, get a library job, eventually publish at least one novel.
LAYER THREE: THOUGHTS
- your first thoughts waking up: Nooooooooo.
- what you think about most: Food. Dogs.Ladies.
- what you think about before bed: ”I can totally stay up for another fifteen minutes or so. That’s fine. I definitely won’t be tired tomorrow.”
- you think your best quality is: Maybe that when I’m into something I get very enthusiastic and passionate about it? I don’t actually know, though, I’m never good at answering that question.
LAYER FOUR: WHAT’S BETTER?
- single or group dates: Single, unless you’re good friends with the other people. Or, I guess, unless you’re dating all the people simultaneously.
- to be loved or respected: You can’t really love someone without respecting them.
- beauty or brains: Brains, because then if you’re savvy enough you can trick people into thinking you’re attractive.
- dogs or cats: I’m more accustomed to keeping cats, but “OH MY GOD LOOK AT THE DOG” is basically my catchphrase when I’m out in public.
LAYER FIVE: DO YOU.
- lie: Oh Lord, so much. I feel like that’s kind of a side effect of growing up a compulsive peacemaker in a big, slightly dysfunctional family, because there are so many people you want to make happy.
- believe in yourself: I exist.
- believe in love: Of course.
- want someone: Nope.
LAYER SIX: EVER?
- been on stage: Not since the school musical in fourth grade! (It was The Wizard of Oz. I was a Winkie, a Munchkin, a poppy, and a snowflake. Costume changes were minimal.)
- done drugs: Yes, but not many.
- changed who you were to fit in: See above re: lying. Also I was popular for like ten minutes in fourth grade (before I had an intense falling out with the in crowd regarding Ginger Spice leaving the Spice Girls), and that involved a lot of ridiculous posturing and pretending to care about flavoured lip gloss.
LAYER SEVEN: FAVORITES
- favorite color: Black, wine red, peacock green.
- favorite animal: Elephants!
- favorite movie: Velvet Goldmine forever and always, no matter how many epiphanies about how objectively crappy it is I have.
- favorite game: Never Have I Ever (if this question is not actually about drinking games I no longer care about it).
LAYER EIGHT: AGE
- day your next birthday will be: 2014/11/02.
- how old will you be: 26. But I prefer to think of it as the first anniversary of my twenty fifth birthday.
So last night I was so nerved up and excited about my new job that I couldn’t sleep very well.
Which means that this morning I nodded off while being told how to digitally file business cards.
Luckily, the girl who was training me just laughed and asked if I wanted to go get coffee instead of sending me back to the trash heap from whence I came.
describe your aesthetic in four words go
KEEP GOING THIS IS GOLDEN
I LOVE THIS GENERATION SO MUCH
Mermaid Pierrot Murder Femme
sad bird dating sims
still likes bright eyes
- What are your favourite smells? Fresh coffee, cut grass, clean laundry, winter and melting snow.
- Can you go a whole day without caffeine? I can, but I choose not to. Also I get kind of weepy.
- Who knows more about you than anyone else? Probably lesbianloversofmiami?
- What song did you last listen to? "Problem" by Natalia Kills.
- Do you have a crush on anybody? Unless you count my unfortunate backslide into pseudo-heterosexuality regarding Sebastian Stan’s stupid potato face, no.
- Do you like The Beatles? They are my Facebook “it’s complicated.”
- If you could choose one color to wear for a whole year, what color would you choose? Probably blue.
- Do you cook often? Not as often as I used to. I work with food right now so I pretty much hate looking at it. Also, I’m lazy.
- What was the last film you watched? Did you like it? A terrible British horror film called Exorcismus, in which a girl is possessed and her exorcist keeps NOT FINISHING THE DAMN EXORCISM.
- Can you sew? For Family Studies in seventh grade we had to make stuffed animals. I chose a little grey cat. Its nose ended up on its forehead.
- What is your favourite fruit? Cantaloupe, red grapes, and apples that manage to be crisp and sweet at the same time. And clementines.
- Do you curse a lot? I’m on the Internet.
- When was the last time you had a pint of beer? An actual pint from a pub? No idea. Years ago at this point.
- Is there a certain food you often crave for no reason? Sushi. Always.
- What was the last book you purchased? His Conquering Sword by Kate Elliott, I think.
- Where was your last vacation? I went to Newfoundland for a few days last October to see my sister get married. But my last proper vacation was in 2002, when I went to England to visit my mum’s family.
- Do you shave your pits? Sometimes, sometimes not.
- When was the last time you went out without a bra? Probably like an hour ago, I am pretty gross.
- When was the last time you went shirtless in public? Ahahaha…. November 2nd, 2012. It was my birthday and I was very, very drunk.
- Have you ever broken a bone? If so, how did it happen? Never never! But I damaged my elbows pretty badly when I was in junior high and now they ache when it rains.
- How do you like your eggs? Egg salad all the way. Or deviled, but that’s too fancy for me to consistently manage.
I really can’t wait to go back to school and talk to my smart, accomplished, educated classmates about our respective summers.
"I got a job in the provincial archive, helped build a library in Guatemala, volunteered as an ELL tutor at the local public, learned to speak Polish, and started hand-weaving tapestries. What did you do, Elliott?"
"Uh… I looked at pictures of gay superheroes and wore pants as rarely as possible."
Today I had my final debriefing with my practicum supervisor, the very lovely branch manager of a public library just outside Halifax. He submitted a report back to the MLIS coordinator about my performance on the job, and he let me read it (and take home a copy!), and it was so nice I nearly got teary.
Elliott’s work term at [library] was a success. [They] demonstrated a great combination of professional skills, enthusiasm, and a wonderful customer service work ethic.
Elliott worked quite well with patrons and staff alike. Staff reported that [they were] a quick learner and a natural with customers. [They were] also very pleasant and respectful.
A highlight of the practicum was Elliott’s preteen drop-in program. Elliott planned and delivered a 1 hour zombie themed program. Not only was the program well planned and engaging for the children, it attracted one of our largest pre-teen audiences in recent memory.
All in all Elliott did a great job at our library. I feel strongly that [they are] particularly well suited to a career in public librarianship.
(square brackets because whoopsadoodles I didn’t mention my pronoun preferences the whole time I was there)
I didn’t really talk about my practicum much while I was doing it- there was so much going on at the time that I didn’t even think about writing any of it down- but it was so, so great and a wonderful experience and it’s really affirming to know that a) I actually DO enjoy library work and b) I’m kind of good at it! It didn’t even feel like work most of the time, which I think means that library school was a good choice for me no matter how often I second-guess it.
The only downside is that it’s made me even more dissatisfied with my crappy food job than I was before, because now I’ve done something that I actually enjoy and going back to making sandwiches all the time is very jarring and unpleasant. But there’s a saving grace in that, so long as I can channel that dissatisfaction into busting my ass to find a better job.
Ugh, so happy.