Epistolary Post

[mayhap]

Dear Bobst Library,

You seem to have two first editions of Dorothy L. Sayers's Gaudy Night. While this is lovely, oughtn't you to have at least one circulating copy as well?

No love,
mayhap


Dear HarperPaperbacks,

Apparently you couldn't find anyone who could typeset Greek, much less read it. You have substituted "k       kÆ   k" for "ων και μη ων". Did you really think that no one would know the difference?

No love,
mayhap

Dear Google Images,

I realize that I am looking for pictures that do not exist (too bad I can't draw my own, eh?) and that this is bound to be a frustrating time for us all. However, is it absolutely necessary that every single image you present me with that I would deign to use turns out to be a 404? I am thinking not.

No love,
mayhap

Dear Mom,

You went right out bought the Two Towers Extended Edition the day it was released. You officially rock. So much. Do you (and it) have to be a thousand miles away?

So much love,
mayhap

Dear mayhap,

Those icons? You can keep working on them tomorrow. Really. Now go to bed. You realize you have got to be up in five and a half hours, your suitemates' loud and obnoxious music notwithstanding, yes?

Love,
mayhap

Comments

[laislabevita.livejournal.com]

Yeah, I don't really have any love for Bobst Library, either. That's awesome about your mom, though.

[mayhap]

I feel that perhaps, were it not staffed exclusively by monkeys ...

[maldiligenta.livejournal.com]

Didn't you use to work at Bobst?

Anyway, if I remember correctly, it was Harper that decided to re-number all the Narnia Chronicles to reflect so-called "chronological order," in which case, I have no love for them either.

[mayhap]

Never, although Ruby and I both worked at our public library in Liberty. It was by and large staffed by human beings, although it was headed by a Gorgon with fluffy hair.

Indeed, who would start by reading The Magician's Nephew? That's just stupid.

[handynavi.livejournal.com]

Oh those page meetings in which the Gorgon would go over our closing check list! I had the hardest time not bursting into laughter when I caught a glimpse of Emily's unyielding fake smile.