Strokes of Genius, Wednesday (February 17)
Having a few days to go until spring break either made this week better or worse, and Katchoo was about to toss a damn coin to decide for her. On the one hand, the anticipation of a week off (mostly this entailed the two days of not having to be here) put her in a good mood; on the other hand, as soon as said anticipation ramped up and she asked herself how many more days to go, the impatience set in.
Heads, tails, with her luck the coin'd land on its damn side.
Know how you could tell she was twitchy? She'd pulled everything off the haphazard mess that was the main set of shelves in the crafts section, and was reorganizing it.
Scary. Possibly mildly apocalyptic.
[OOC: The OCD kept falling asleep, so I threw a blanket over it and wandered off.]
Heads, tails, with her luck the coin'd land on its damn side.
Know how you could tell she was twitchy? She'd pulled everything off the haphazard mess that was the main set of shelves in the crafts section, and was reorganizing it.
Scary. Possibly mildly apocalyptic.
[OOC: The OCD kept falling asleep, so I threw a blanket over it and wandered off.]