I feel uncharitable toward those members of my staff who have called in sick for the past 2-3 days. Granted, they probably have the bird flu or scrofula or something really bad, but still. It's way too close to Christmas to be unexpectedly short-staffed.
Also this morning, on our way back from changing the sign message the custodian and I discovered that the blue tarp in the woods next to the library has been joined by another blue tarp and an honest-to-God tent. Super. So I called the community policing deputy assigned to the homeless-people-in-the-woods population and he said he would be out tomorrow to roust them out. They're unruly drunk homeless people, too, since they were yelling at our custodian for looking at them while he was picking up garbage in the parking lot. His opinion was that if they persist in throwing their beer cans over the fence into our parking lot, then he would be looking at them all he wanted to.
I'm currently reading Prep by Curtis Sittenfeld. It's pretty good, but no The Secret History by Donna Tartt.