Before he'd left L.A. this morning Anders had made a point of tracking down the
Buttermilk Truck and scoring himself some biscuit breakfast sandwiches and hash browns; they went nicely with the giant cup of coffee.
Today, once he got that food wolfed down, would mainly consist of setting up his office (heh, office -- him with an office; that was still funny) with a few bits of sports memorabilia -- posters, miniature bats, framed cards, and the like -- on the walls and desk, then settling in with his computer to do some more research for upcoming classes.
Researching cupcakes was a pretty awesome way to earn money for the summer, wasn't it?
Oh yeah -- and he had a box of them, too, courtesy of his other morning stop at
Buttercake Bakery. The buttery theme of the day had been unintentional . . . but it did make him miss Bridge.
[OOC: Open door and office hours! My kingdom for a red velvet cupcake RIGHT FREAKING NOW OH MY GOD "ALL ALONG THE WATCHTOWER" CAME ON JUST AS I WAS ABOUT TO HIT POST, I'M NOT EVEN KIDDING WHAT IS THIS.]