I found the most kicking library ever today. It’s a couple towns over from me and they have an AMAZING selection of…well, everything. Within the first 10 minutes of being in there I discovered that they had Frank Turner’s “Poetry of the Deed”, The Gaslight Anthem’s “American Slang”, 3 Garage albums, Uh Huh Her, and Them Crooked Vultures. I have the Frank Turner album, so I picked up “American Slang” and Them Crooked Vultures.

They have 3 HUGE shelves devoted solely to comics and graphic novels, which I picked up Brightest Day/Blackest Night. They also had a large poster of Neil Gaiman with questionable facial hair, but it’s Neil Gaiman so it doesn’t matter.

Their collection of movies was pretty damn eclectic. A lot of foreign and independent films.

They also had the two John Green books I’ve been trying to get a hold of for eons. I also picked up another book about a young, Jewish, lesbian MC that looks pretty interesting.

It’s kinda weird because the building is so much smaller than the one in my town, but they have a larger selection of everything. The library in my town expanded quite a bit, but they just added more computers and more walking space, they didn’t add any new selections of anything. And their graphic comic selection is abysmal.

I can’t wait to go back to the other library and see what else I stumble across.

Time Machine (via valderie)

This may be my favorite of his new songs.

So I’m going to see Frank Turner tomorrow.

I’m pretty excited.

But I’m really nervous as well.

My emotions don’t know what they’re doing.

It should be fun, though.

I still can’t believe I’m going, even though I have the tickets in my hand. I’m getting nervous as all hell.