Normally Janice wouldn't be in her office for more than the first half of the day on Wednesday, but she had two good reasons to stick around today. The first would, of course, be putting the finishing touches on tomorrow's Myth final -- as evidenced by the occasional throaty evil chuckles, followed by a flurry of scribbling or typing ( Read more... )

Janice was in her office, surreptitiously repairing any damage that had been done to her bullwhip over the weekend. Okay, mostly she was trying to get the troll smell out, because troll-stench really put a dent in the familiar, comforting smell of well-worn leather ( Read more... )

No, that really wasn't what sounded like badly butchered electric rock guitar coming through the open door of Janice's office.

Look, she was from the early 1940s, all right? The regular Playstation 2 controller was hard enough for her to master without having to get used to this thing. And she kept snagging her jacket sleeve on the stupid whammy ( Read more... )

A sign was posted on Dr. Covington's office door:

Office hours cancelled today. I'll be around all day after class tomorrow if you need me.

[OOC: As previously mentioned, I'm stupid-busy today and totally forgot about office hours until now, so -- tomorrow it is. Argh.]

Janice's office was a bit of a huge mess today, since she was madly cramming all the notes and research papers she had amassed over the past couple of months into a large bag to take home for the Thanksgiving break ( Read more... )

Janice hadn't finished the last video game she'd played, but that hadn't stopped her from picking up a new one. That would be why she was now essentially glued to her desk chair, gripping the PS2 controller, smoking a cigar with furious concentration as she played ( Read more... )

In a bizarre fit of completionism (which is so a word now, by God), Janice was attempting to complete a 99-level optional dungeon, level up all her characters as thoroughly as possible, and acquire as much money for her party as humanly possible, all at the same time ( Read more... )

Doctor Covington was in ( Read more... )

Maybe it was a bad idea for Janice to get a checking account with a debit card the week before she'd discovered online shopping ( Read more... )

Janice wasn't usually in her office on Thursdays, but after having gotten too caught up in a spirited "argument," shall we say, with a museum curator (*ahem*) on the mainland the day before, she'd missed out on her usual office hours ( Read more... )