Sophie was doing the accounts for the Boards, checking the Box Office receipts against the bills to be paid. So far they were in the black through the summer. Of course, that was not taking into account whatever Geoffrey had done to the accounts in the first place ( Read more... )

While Sophie appreciated the sudden redecorating of her downstairs gallery with a fireplace, she would have liked it better if her microwave worked. Cold leftover Thai food was nowhere near as delicious without a microwave ( Read more... )

Sophie was home for the evening. Just the evening. She had hot cider and cookies, and instead of attempting a turkey or ham again, she had boxes and boxes of Chinese, Thai and Indian food. Wine was chilling, coffee was made, and there was chocolate ganache cake.

Merry Christmas, everyone.

Mountain Dew Stark-Bass, (AKA Catherine Pilot, Dr. Anna Maria Piletti, and ... someone else) was wandering by the theater when she was struck by another fugue moment. They were coming quite regularly now.

"OUT OUT, DAAAAMN SPOOOOOT!"

Really, it was annoying. But, finding the doors open, she wandered in and up to the stage, there to declaim: "I ( Read more... )

A very lovely time was had by all, last night. Fortunately Sophie didn't have to be in at the gallery until well after noon. So there'd been sleeping in.

And now, very slow waking up, not alone, although. Something seemed to be. Slightly... off?

[for the madman]

Tonight's takeout was courtesy of a Taste of Thai; pad thai, lemon-lime shrimp, green chicken curry, a few other things. While Sophie waited for Geoffrey to get done with his obsessing in the theater, she started unpacking tomorrow's exhibit of autumn digital art. And possibly repeated Hippolyta's lines to herself.

[for the director of madness]

Six boxes of Ching Thai, for maximum choices, a small bottle of plum wine... and all the doors locked and windows closed, with Sophie glaring at the place where her coffee maker used to be.

Hopefully some company will clear the last of her annoyance.

[for one]

After yesterday's audition, Sophie had been in a good mood for the rest of the day. And she hadn't held office hours yet, so, why not get some work done? Although really, she needed to shake up her class somehow... how to do it?

[open office is open]