Hi, everyone, and happy Thursday? *annoyed chittering* It's called a standard greeting, okay? I'm not changing it just because a few squirrels with an overly-inflated sense of importance think it's boring. Lacey Burrows here, with the news for you on this Thursday night, and we're almost to the end of the first week of the new term!
Workshops
And it was a new
library shift day for Anemone, even though the routine was the same.
The Pen is Mightier got coffee and pastries to go with their
review of the parts of speech, and guess what?
Introductions time! And a
grammar exercise, and also
Rick. Captain-my-boss-Jack's
Sing Like A Pirate class got to tug on ropes and . . . sing, imagine that. Boy, that's one way to
get an upper body workout during the lecture, huh? And do
introductions -- because it's tradition the first week -- courtesy of Puck having an idea, and making them talk about their taste in music and possible names for Jack's boat.
Kate wanted to know who thought it was a good idea to leave Puck in charge (I'm sure she was kidding. Right?), and discussed the boringness of the Midwest with him.
Battlefield Tactics met on a muddy plain in the Danger Shop, which sounds like a fun way to
get your bearings, or discuss fashion like
Kennedy and Maladicta did, because they're special.
. . . and then everyone got
shot at. Welcome to a new class, kids, and say hi to
Kerrigan, who wanted introductions of the name, rank, and 'what you thought you were doing just now' variety, and was around
after class if anyone wanted to talk, or share their newfound trauma, I suppose. Faith's
self-defense class got an
overview of the fundamentals today, but did not learn to defend themselves from the inevitable
introductions. They did get to
warm up with a simple kata today, and oh, looks like
Wesley the new
TA has some kind of history with Faith, and not a very happy one.
Alex Cabot was running late to
Great Trials, so Squall suggested . . . you guessed it!
Introductions.
The squirrels are chugging every time that word comes up. I mention this only because I want to share the experience with you. There was
discussion of trials, too, so it wasn't just int -- oh, no, I'm not contributing to your further drunkenness just this second, you over there with the extra-twitchy ears. Don't give me that disappointed look.
Inventing for Dummies got to watch a
slide show on why, so my notes say, "various inventions suck." I'm sure
Farnsworth had quite a few ideas on that score.
Arching 101 is not what it might have sounded like . . . because it's being
taught by two men dressed like giant butterflies, telling students how to be an archnemesis or a henchman. Um. Wow? At least students got to
express their preference: supervillain, or henchman? Those were the only choices? Really,
21 and 24?
Over in the teachers' wing, office hours were naptime for
Hawkeye and
Drake, recipe research time for
Piper, time for
Summer to enjoy some nice tropical music, time for
Price to brush up on the instructions for the Danger Shop, an opportunity for Robin (eeeee) to discuss wedding plans with
Fraser, and a chance for Raven to apologize to
Loki for missing the first class. GOD, RAVEN. And -- uh oh.
Lion-O seems to have had a bit of a run-in with locker 327.
Dorms
Alex Karev and his door seem to have had a disagreement; it seems unfair that the door couldn't punch him back.
Rose dropped by to see him for a discussion of etiquette classes, punching people, and whether Rose is a teddy bear that . . . was probably more interesting than that description. Ben is still a kitten -- new kids, you have been warned about this being a semi-regular occurrence, right? -- but at least
Ender was looking after him and making sure he didn't get into the machinery in their room too much. On a similarly mechanical note,
Claudia was tinkering with her alarm clock and got a visit from
Scully, who told her about an incident with an elevator yesterday and got to hear about Claudia's new roommate.
Wesley, on the other hand, had a phone call home that sounds like it wasn't too pleasant.
Bobby was up in the third floor common room tonight, watching Z-Cases while in possession of a frightening amount of nachos, which had
Sookie -- hi, Sookie! -- wondering if he got a visit from the nacho fairy, who rewards good behavior such as watching quality entertainment by bringing food, obviously.
Scully didn't think she'd seen this episode with the zombie mutant killer mosquitoes yet, and wanted to know how you would make a zombie bug and oh gosh I don't want to know, I really don't.
Roy wanted to know what was going on: namely, zombie mosquitoes and a present from the nacho fairy, according to Bobby, who might have misled him into thinking the mosquitoes were in the nachos, and see where careless word choice will leave you?
Scully and Roy caught up with each other while staring at lumberjacks being sucked dry by the mosq . . . I'm going to have nightmares about bugs just reading about this.
Oh, look, conveniently distracting late report!
Bruce is back on the island after a few days away. Welcome back, and hopefully you didn't bring any scary insects back with you.
Town
Hiccup was hard at work on some sort of nearly-finished contraption at
Stark Industries, and Lindsay was equally hard at work, except on homework, at
Nast Sporting Goods. If being cheerful is hard work, and it can be, then Millie was continuing the trend at
Book Haven. Dimitri wasn't letting a talkative employee keep him from reading at
Atlas Gym, although
John did make fun of his choice of reading material, and
Rose made fun of him for allegedly being a slacker.
Almost getting run over a rickshaw when your foot gets stuck in the street somehow is hard work on the nerves. Poor
Dandelion . . . but James showed up to help, at least? And also visited Helen at
the Gig.
At
Covent Garden Flowers, Vida seemed to be having an amusing day, but a productive one, since she hired Madison. Tara's shift at the
Magic Box started with a phone call, then got a visit from
Peter asking how she was doing after what happened with Raven the other day, and her usual visit from
Kennedy with lunch, on-the-clock PDA time, and discussion of what to do to help Raven out. Francine's first day at
Luke's Diner -- we have great burgers, new kids, just so you're aware of that -- was . . . what is this about broken crockery? Oh. Gosh. It's okay, Francine! Really! I'm not just saying that because
Katchoo will yell at me, but awww, you two. With the teasing, and some sort of game with song lyrics. And the
phone call that Francine got.
Jaina's cooking attempts weren't, let's just say, terribly successful, so it's a good thing for her Rose made her go out since today's her birthday. Happy birthday! Looks like she got dragged out to
Caritas, where Chuck was playing with his phone and got teased about it by
Dean and mocked
John's choice of beer.
Dean and John talked about what it was like to be teachers now,
Rose dragged Jaina in for enforced birthday celebration time that involved possible dates and her phone being forbidden,
Chuck and Rose agreed that the bar was a no-puking zone and exchanged birthdays since they both missed each other's,
John and Rose discussed swimsuit queenship and dolphins and I'm not asking if those two are connected, and
Jaina and Chuck lamented the whole getting-old aspect of birthdays.
. . . try not to focus on that part. It isn't very celebratory.
*chittering*
What? You're celebrating me being out of notes? Well, fine then! See if I bring you any yummy nut-filled treats next week.
Until next Thursday, this is Lacey Burrows signing off. Good night, Fandom!