what I want my poetry to mean

Freakishly warm days in the middle of January always make me think of this song. Makes me miss Pittsburgh in May, once everyone has left town and you don't have to wait as long for Dave & Andy's.
I think I want ice cream tonight.
I'm reading Better than Running at Night by Hilary Frank. Ira Glass gave it a back-cover blurb.
Some other teen library program got on This American Life before me, so there's another plan down the drain.
Recent events have led me to wonder if the universe is finally getting back at me for that summer I spent sending people letters saying they weren't crazy enough for the people I was temping for to pay for their care.
I can't keep a red pen in my office TO SAVE MY LIFE. They always migrate to the reference desk.
Pop Rocks are really fucking expensive. I thought they'd make a great summer reading program sign-up prize, but it's like $15 for 36 packets, and I had 200 kids sign up last year.
My deer/unicorn thing arrived in the mail the other day. I had it sent to me at work, and it was fun seeing my officemates' reactions. Then I took her home to meet Tree and figure out a name.
Has anyone read Jonathan Strange & Mr. Norrell? I tried, in only the most cursory way, and I think I might need to pick it up again. Oh, and I still haven't read the non-Thursday Next Jasper Fforde book.
Booklist is one of the worst things to read for YA book selection. They always try to help out in their adult review section with pointers like this: "For teens contemplating a zoo career." Yeah, I've got ever so many of them.
4 days 'til they announce the Printz, and I'm starting to (maybe) second guess my Ball Don't Lie prediction. Maybe Elsewhere? Would kinda fit with the (in my opinion) total RANdomness of Kira Kira getting the Newbery last year. I also just read part of Claiming Georgia Tate, and that kinda seems like award-bait, too. Like, what's up with that book taking place in the 1970s? Now, that's a setting that has nothing to do with and brings nothing to the story. It actually took me out of it. Everytime Georgia talked about the bicentennial or Jimmy Carter or whatever, I got really jarred. But that's the book all those stupid journalists were mentioning as trash alongside Gossip Girls and Rainbow Party this summer, and that might push it ahead a bit.
I need better speakers for this computer.