Office Hours, Friday (6/24)
Just because he thought he had this teaching thing down pretty well by now, and he was teaching a class on cupcakes, for frak's sake, didn't mean Anders wasn't already doing research for the second summer session. Sure, research consisted of a mixed assortment of cupcakes on the desk beside his laptop, and a cup of coffee the size of a small tanker truck, but cupcakes were serious business.
Maybe they could take a field trip to one of the cupcake trucks next term. Huh . . .
He'd contemplate that one all day, while he occasionally tossed a Pyramid ball against the opposite wall. Not the one in his office -- the one across the hallway.
[OOC: . . . I finally didn't forget. Yay me. Door and office hours open.]
Maybe they could take a field trip to one of the cupcake trucks next term. Huh . . .
He'd contemplate that one all day, while he occasionally tossed a Pyramid ball against the opposite wall. Not the one in his office -- the one across the hallway.
[OOC: . . . I finally didn't forget. Yay me. Door and office hours open.]