Alison
@alisonburnis
Occasional writer, intermittent artist. Red lipstick enthusiast. Likes cake. Current academic librarian, former hospital librarian. Atlantic Canada. She/her/elle.
In hyper-local news, Halifax Seed is building a new accessible entrance to their front door. Bye stairs!
Hello from the newish half-bath (previous owner converted it to a closet, left the plumbing lines in). I didn’t do anything other than get sandwiches and stocked red ales for my dad, who directed the work with @brett-o-d.bsky.social.
“I know, I think it’s silly too,” I tell the cat who thinks because @brett-o-d.bsky.social left early for work that we’re going to have a girl day (I stay home and we go outside to sit in bushes and stare at birds).
Garden update. A lot of people in our lives who haven’t seen pictures of our new yard asked us if we were doing any landscaping this year. Obviously, we are not and don’t need to.
I bought a new toy (RIP old laptop, 2016-2026). Anyway, I haven’t purchased a new load-bearing device since 2019 (the iPhone 11 I took this picture with). I bet I won’t be at all mad when Copilot is immediately installed against my will.
I found the goods at the Dartmouth Crossing Dollarama, @awesomebiota.bsky.social. #HaliSky
A tale of the cat moving: arriving, and fifteen minutes later. She loves it.
It’s @brett-o-d.bsky.social’s birthday today. He’s my favourite person and has been for almost seventeen years, which is half of his (our) lives. If you see him today, tell him happy birthday!
Endcaps full of eggnog are back! I didn’t get any, mostly because I need the vegan stuff and also because every time I drink eggnog I’m just trying to have my grandmother’s eggnog. She died in 2020, and I don’t have the recipe. You’re welcome for making this sad.
Hello! It’s time to update my introduction post (at least, in my mind). I’m Alison. I’m a writer, artist, reader, and now a knitter. I’m also the cataloguing and metadata librarian at Saint Mary’s University in Halifax, Nova Scotia, Canada. This is my cat, Mallow. She’s the best cat.
They said someone had left it at their house ages ago, but that still doesn’t explain why this exists. Anyway, as a person on sertraline, I’ve finally taken it for my own.
I took the bus to Chocolate Lake to go for a swim. It was like being skinned with icy knives. I loved it.
You still have a bit of time (if you’re reading this right now) to get yourself over to @kingsbookstore.bsky.social for Independent Bookstore Day! I did and now I have new books, a new tote bag, and stickers to remind everyone that Amazon sucks!
“What did you do on your impromptu week off, Alison?” “Mostly took my little tyrant outside.”
For a lark, I searched my name and then found myself in LibGen. Just so we're real clear here: we published open access so people could find our work, not use it to train AI bots for private companies.
Today is my paternal grandmother’s birthday. If she was still alive, she would be 99 today. She died in 1997, at 71. I don’t remember much about her but I’m listening to the Barra MacNeils because she enjoyed a good jig and reel.
December 2024: Starting to make this life a home. My 7 year old nephew comes for his second sleepover. I unearth my decorations and get ready for the festive season.
October 2024: I volunteer to help run an after-hours event at the library, Murder at the Archives. It’s a rousing success, and we (the library staff) have an amazing time too.
September 2024: First September back in academia, and I find it wonderfully rejuvenating. And also I start to think things make sense again, and no longer feel quite so strange in my life.