for sunny_dale

”Here you go. Receipt, bags… are you sure you don’t need help out to your car? Because I’d be so totally willing.”It was the fifth time he offered. Admittedly, he was beginning to wear me down. Because the way he was looking at me, there was more to it than just providing excellent customer service. I think I’m gonna like it here. ( Read more... )

The living room was a mess. Clothing was puddled on the floor, strewn about, draped over furniture, even hanging from the end of the banister. The plastic laundry basket they were once housed in was turned over on the floor, being used as a makeshift ottoman. If father ever saw this, he'd hit the roof. If Nana ever saw this, she'd have a ( Read more... )

Monday
9:00-10:30 Early Romantic Literature
10:30-12:00 Cultural Mythology
2:30-4:00 Feminist Theory and its Practical Application in the ‘00s

Tuesday
10:00-11:30 Abnormal Psychology
12:00-2:30 Children’s Literature

Wednesday
9:00-10:30 Early Romantic Literature
10:30-12:00 Cultural Mythology
2:30-4:00 Feminist Theory and its Practical ( Read more... )

for sunny_dale

My day is going to get better, even if I have to throttle most of humanity to make it so.

I mean it. Honestly and truly, if things don't start hitting the up and up, there will be a plague of biblical proportions, and in no way will it ever be traced back to me. Messing with a girl who knew the Dark Arts was not advisable. Okay, maybe ( Read more... )

for wickedfairytaleThe lighting in this girls' lavatory was absolutely appalling. Fluorescents should be banned permanently, and banished to some unspeakable hell dimension. Quor-Toth would work just nicely. But I suppose, beggars can't be choosers. I hurried into the tiny room at final bell, after catching a glimpse of myself in the glass of the window, and ( Read more... )