Yesterday evening after work, I went to the new National Library at Bras Basah. It just so happened that I brought my knapsack to work instead of my briefcase because I had some sports activities during my lunchhour – so I decided to pop by the library and borrow a few books which could then be carried home inside my knapsack.

There seems to be a growing crowd at the library after office hours. People from all walks of life seem to have taken up reading. I think the library at Bras Basah is now officially the best place to meet members of the opposite sex that have the same interests as you (previously I recommended Borders at Orchard). I lost count of the number of attractive young women ranging from tertiary students to office ladies who were browsing the bookshelves. So if you like people who read (a sure gurantee of above average intelligence) then please proceed to the genre of books that catch your fancy most and try to chat up the people whom are browsing there. It’s almost certain that they will be single if they are not wearing a ring. Why, if I were not monogamous, I would certainly loved to have gotten to know that sweet young thing who was about to borrow an Umberto Eco novel.

It’s amzing that the library now makes comics freely available. I stumbled upon a copy of Neil Gaiman’s Sandman and sat down to flip through it. Have I mentioned that there are dozens of comfy sofas scattered at strategic locations? You’ll never not be able to find a place to sit and read. As I got lost in the world of the Sandman, the hours just went by and before I realized it, the hour had gotten late and I had to rush home. But not before I signed up for a premium membership (can borrow 8 books!) at the self-service kiosk!

Sigh. I wonder if I can find a part-time job at the library or some bookstore.