There's something to be said about Fandom. Yesterday was the rum instead of water and today was citrus fruit everywhere.

This of course meant that today Jamie was mixing up what was probably a lethal yet tasty concoction of fruit and rum as he poked around on the internet looking for something to pass the time.

( That is until an instant messaging window popped up: )

( At first this seemed like a good idea... )

Jamie is finally packing up his stuff to go when he hears a blip coming from his computer telling him that he has e-mail.

It's not the first time he's gotten e-mail from himself so you think the novelty would've worn off by now but it still boggles his mind every once in a while.

( This time the e-mail is a little more mind-boggling than usual... )

One of the nice things about Mondays? No class since Thursday. Which means Jamie is doing some serious sleeping in.

Unfortunately his rest is interrupted by his cell ring which strongly resembles the Macarena.

"Hello?"

"Junior!"

Jamie groaned. ( Guido... )

No workshops on Monday means sleeping in for Jamie. Finally dragging his butt out of bed around noon he booted up his ancient and beat up laptop and checked his e-mail.

( To: jamie.madrox@fandomhigh.edu From: jamie.madrox@xaviers.edu )

After a long day Jamie, against his better judgement, logs into a familiar chat room.

( As if it wasn't bad enough the last time )