Students are a very peculiar breed. Sometimes I forget how true this is outside my own department as well as inside it; I yearn after youthful physicists and musicians and the like with the vague idea that perhaps they will prove not to be befuddling at all ( Read more... )

Sleeping on the air mattress tonight. Elaine laughs because it's a little like camping in our new apartment. Very cozy. Full of boxes. Most of the furniture is still at the Grey House, of course, but there's plenty of things to be in boxes, and plenty of prowling around looking for things to buy ( Read more... )

( 'So this is your grandson, huh?' (Adel, Bahir, Jean, Scott, Nate) )

OOC: May journal later. I am like ... no brain for journals lately.

"Wait, why? Are you a celebrity or something?" (Karma)

( 'Mind if I refer to you as a lovable old goat?' (Sean, Allison) )

Elaine and I went to New York because she wanted to meet with one of the realtors in person, leaving me to wander around by myself for awhile. Back up to Annandale in the morning to teach a class in the afternoon. It's a good thing trains aren't bothered by the weather, I suppose ( Read more... )

OOC: Journal to come! This is set tomorrow morning, anyway.

( 'The unconsciousness was just due to a simple acute drop in blood glucose after I had to throw a terrorist out of my apartment and then play catch with a falling car.' (Jean) )

"He's insane. And an asshole. Magneto, that is." (Leah, Tom)"

OOC: Backdated. A lot. To November 5th!

( Your daughter's noisy, Mr. Grey, and she needs to keep quiet for a little while. )

( 'We'd have to raise a lot of mutant babies to get a majority, but okay.' (Zenith) )