Glinda and her staff were mostly back to normal. Mostly being the operative word, as he'd kicked her out of her room and made her sleep on the couch last night, and had insulted her wardrobe while he was locking the door ( Read more... )

A still sick Glinda dragged herself to her office for the day, hoping that her staff wouldn't follow.

He did.

"You actually work in this tiny room? I thought you said you could do magic. Why aren't you casting something to make it larger ( Read more... )

Week One: Canceled Due to Illness
Week Two: Introductions and Why Listen to Music
Week Three: Music and Mood
Week Four: Writing Music
Week Five: Influences - Musicians Who Have Changed the World
Week Six: Performances which may or may not be open to an audience, mwhahahaha

Glinda was lying in bed, still feeling the effects of her bout of stomach flu, when she noticed that the tone of the room seemed different. More... male, she decided after a moment's consideration.

She heaved herself up on her bed, and felt around for her staff.

"Excuse me," a man's voice said, very coldly, as her hand landed on his leg ( Read more... )

Real life (aka company and the boyfriend's birthday) infiltrated my rp fun times yesterday and stole me from the computer. So for all intensive purposes, Glinda had the stomach flu and canceled class. Syllabus will be up tomorrow, promise.

Also, Robin and Peyton are the TAs. She has IC-ly sent them a note stating as much.

Glinda will be looking for a TA for her next course, Self-Expression through Music. This will be announced ICly during the first class, so bear it in mind.

And all you public speaking kids? Everyone got A's because Glinda is a pushover and I forgot to post the last class.

Glinda was much calmer than on Monday, and was putting the finishing touches on the grading scale for the final presentations. Other than that, she was reading a novel that she'd found hidden under some old newspapers and magazines in the teachers' lounge. Occasionally there were murmurs of "oh my" and amused titters ( Read more... )

Glinda was busy working on how she wanted to grade the final speeches, and had handwavily sent out a notice to the public speaking students letting them know that she would be in her office today and Wednesday this week, should they want help or feedback in regards to their speech. She was in the middle of her third cup of tea already, and was ( Read more... )

For the first time since the beginning of the summer, citizens of Fandom could watch the bubble descend over the island, heading for Apocalypse Avenue. As it reached the ground, it popped with a gentle plink, letting Glinda's feet and bags finally touch the ground ( Read more... )

Glinda had her bags for the weekend, and her staff, and was standing on the porch... lingering. It wasn't that she was scared. Of course not. She was just waiting for the right moment ( Read more... )