Jeff, God of Biscuits - late Monday morning

[mparkerceo]

After (a) waking up on freaking Galactica Point with Ronan, and (b) showering for about an hour to get the sea smell out of her hair, Parker felt... almost human. Nicotine-deprived, mildly hungover, and in caffiene withdrawal, but human. Now. If only they made amnesia in pill form, she'd be all set! Until then, there was pastry.

[open open open, especially if you encountered Parker at any point this weekend, sane or Soap Opera'd
ETA: The Isabel thread is last, but feel free to ping in with a 'previous' thread, or use for your own J,GOB and facepalming needs.]