Apparently I couldn’t even pretend to be normal.
Librarians are notorious snitches—don’t let anybody convince you otherwise.
I just love things that serve a duel purpose.
I really should come with a warning label.
Every time there was an unspoken promise that this would be the last time, but it would only be the last time until the next time.
You have to figure that there is something seriously wrong with somebody who wants to enter a profession that deals with whether people are screwing enough. Dealing with spirits, spooks, and demons almost seemed normal.