Blair had come home last night to find a large container of tofu stroganoff from Dr. Wilson and Aziraphale. So this morning he was happily munching away while trying to think of what to write to Ivanova.

( Cut for linkdrop of geekiness )

Blair sat on the floor by his bed and started writing an email. He was in no way pouting over the fact that Anakin's class was this morning and he wasn't in it.

( Dear Angel... )

"You've Got Mail!"

The voice from Blair's laptop woke him up and he bounced up to read the email.

Sweetie ( Read more... )

Blair booted up his email program and typed off a letter to his mom.

Naomi ( Read more... )

Blair sat on the floor of his dorm room and pulled his laptop into his lap. Today he had woken up feeling better and decided to wander into town and had found himself a job. The movie theatre in town needed help and the owner hired me right on the spot. He was an usher now, and clean-up guy. It didn't seem like that hard of a job, although he did ( Read more... )

Blair turned on his laptop and smiled when his music started playing. He had just gotten back in and he was tired, but not ready for sleep yet. Today had been exhausting with the Librarian who was notamonkey threw a banana at his head and then meeting with Dr. House who told him he had the flu. Then he had gone to US History and one of his classes ( Read more... )

Blair walked into his room and deliberatly avoided the blinking light on the phone. After the weirdness of the calls today, he didn't think there was any reason why he should check the messages tonight. He had had fun today, signing up for classes, playing with Sean, hanging out with Angel and even borrowing his clothes. Tonight, was the best. ( Read more... )

After Broots left for the party ( Blair glanced around the room )