Glinda had decided that normal coffee wasn't going to cut it this morning. No, today was a caramel-mocha latte kind of morning. So she made her way to the Perk, ordered a large cup, and sat down outside with her lesson plan for this Friday ( Read more... )

Geoffrey was not in the best of moods. In fact, 'good' seemed to have no place around him as he seemed to have an ice pack against his jaw. Asking why was certainly not a 'good' idea. He definitely wasn't drinking 'good' coffee by the expression on his face, and any 'good' humor he had about things was going to be used up, no doubt, by his ( Read more... )

...if it wasn't enough that Tony had left for the rest of the summer, leaving the production stage manager-less, the island had decided that today, Geoffrey would be sporting a new fur coat in the middle of July ( Read more... )

Glinda had been out for a walk around the park when the small green thing, carrying a tub of detergent, emerged from the bushes, bit her on the ankle, and then deposited the washing powder in her hands ( Read more... )

Marion was busy taking inventory in the back tonight so Tino was in charge of the customers tonight. God help you all.

[I'm either getting a migraine or having a Delayed Reaction Hangover (oh, they exist) so it's a Tino night]

The dance was still in full swing. It was still brightly decorated, the music was still pumping and the punch was completely spiked.

Have fun!

post 1 | arrivals | food/drinks/mingling | dark corners | girls bathroom | boys bathroom | dancing | ooc

[This is post two. WAIT FOR THE OCD OR I WILL SEND YOU TO A FAKE TIMEZONE! OCD IS UP! No one has ( Read more... )

Anyone who came to rehearsal would notice the store-bought brace in Geoffrey's ankle, as well as the fact that he was hobbling around. Someone had missed a puddle of sludge and slipped in it this morning.

"Thank you very much, all of you, for your help last Thursday. Rest assured, that will not happen again, and we should be able to proceed with ( Read more... )

"Welcome back to Fight Club," Tyler began. "You've been put through drills, labeled, and classified in neat little boxes for us to play with. If that pisses you off ... it should. But it's how this works ( Read more... )

It was warm and kind of humid out, which made both Minsc and Boo feeling rather restless. All his many years of adventuring had still failed to acclimate him to air that actually managed to hold moisture. The dry heat of Rashemen was far more comfortable, especially when, otherwise, your miniature giant space hamster started to act all crazylike ( Read more... )

Really, someone could only brood for so long before well-trained and practiced denial took over and that was why, a whole week over a fight that had been more annoying than anything, Ino was back in the store with the music turned to some bibby-pop-ish station and Ino was totally totally fine and in a good mood ( Read more... )