Jamie was quite busy in his office today. Really! He was. In fact he was filling out his grades for his students from the previous semester.

Only problem was Jamie's grading system and... well what would be considered normal grading system didn't match up ( Read more... )

Jamie sat in his office looking at the remnants of a burnt turkey sitting on his desk.

"I'm sorry, Tom," he apologized to the burnt remains. "But I don't think you're making it to the table this year."

And it was then that his voicemail notification went off. Jamie eyed his phone warily for a moment. After the news broadcasts from the last ( Read more... )

"Bored."

Yes. Jamie Madrox was bored.

"Bored."

He did not go the Fall Break. Of course he didn't. It was Canada. Canada is a place for Task Force X's, Wolverine, Sabretooths and Wendigos.

No one from Earth 616 in their right mind would ever go on vacation in Canada. It would just lead to Alpha Flight crossovers. Poor Tyrion would be mistaken ( Read more... )

Layla was gone. She left Sunday with a stern yet cryptic warning about the future and some pleading not to piss so many people off ( Read more... )

Jamie was hard at work in his office today. No! Really! He was totally working.

Granted it involved a ton of butter and sculpting tools, but it was totally work related.

Possibly.

Hopefully no one in his class was lactose intolerant. Or hated Paula Deen.

[Open office hours are open]

Inspired by yesterday's class, Jamie had stolen all the couch cushions from the faculty lounge and built a pillow fort in his office.

And in between checking his e-mail he was making use of the sousaphone that his illustrious TA had procured from him ( Read more... )