Hey, Fandom. Or, well, whoever the hell is left on the island after that whole graduation thing? That apparently had a snake as a guest speaker? I'm not entirely clear on the details, I got waylaid while doing groceries, but hey, congratulations to those of you who are, I don't know, if not going on to bigger and better things, at least done with ( Read more... )

Good morning again, Fandom. This is Kanan Jarrus, and I've been awake for three hours already because of a little girl who wanted to take my weird Earth dog for a walk at well before sunup this morning. Say hello to the weird people who live on the island, Anan ( Read more... )

And here I am, at the radio station. Not because I want to be, but because the squirrels thought it'd be a great idea to drag me through the streets while whatever that is is going on around the island. I could have just called this in.

*Chittering*

Okay. If I had a phone I could have just called this in ( Read more... )

Fandom. Squirrels. Good morning. Or as good as a morning can possibly be if you're not still in bed for most of it, anyway. I have notes. I'm going to read them, all the while pining for the good times of twenty minutes ago when I was still asleep.

Once again, the school and the dorms were fairly quiet. But over at the Magic Box Anders was reading ( Read more... )

Oh, right. Radio.

*Tentative chittering*

Hm? No, I'm in a great mood this morning. It helps that I'm wearing clothes that fit me properly and my center of balance isn't all weird. But don't expect me to not complain about being up at this time of day next week. Just warning you now. Anyway, I see you have notes. A decent, actually worth getting ( Read more... )

Okay. Okay, I get it. You little hairy terrors are never going to let me sleep in again. There better be more than three notes this week. If I got out of bed for that again, I'm gonna...

...

Okay. There's four. You win this time, squirrels. Good morning, Fandom. This is Kanan Jarrus, with everything you did on a lazy Sunday. Once again it was all ( Read more... )

Ugh, Fandom. I still should not be out of bed at this time of day, never mind that I feel like I'm going to be vomiting green for a month. This is Kanan Jarrus, and I don't want to be here, so let's get this over quickly.

The school and dorms were quiet yesterday, to my perpetual relief, so town it is. Starting with Ringo practicing on her ATs ( Read more... )

Fandom. Squirrels. I am definitely not awake enough for this. What gives, guys? Did you really have to haul me out of bed this early?

*Chittering*

... What do you mean, time changed yesterday? Is that some kind of weird Fandom thing?

*Chittering!*

( Weird Earth Thing. )

I got out of bed for this.

I actually got out of bed for this. It was warm and I was sleeping and now I'm here to read notes. So many notes, let me tell you. So many. You'll stagger under the weight of knowing that yesterday at Luke's the daily special was some kind of cheesy pancake thing called cachapas. You'll gasp in wonder at how all of ( Read more... )

Hey, Fandom. I still feel a little like I've been hit by a hoverbus, but there's maybe a quarter of a squirrel-sized page of notes here, so I'll keep it brief. This is Kanan Jarrus, kidnapped by drunken rodents, and here's what constitutes news these days.

Yesterday, the busboy at Luke's was buried under pancakes. I warned him. I've been warning ( Read more... )