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fandomhigh2005-10-11 01:49 pm
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Lifestyle course: Essay for next week
The professor can't quite recall how he got home last night ... he has vague memories involving his class, something about coffee, his student-landlady helping him down the front steps of the school, and then ... nothing. No recollection at all.
Ow. Ouch. Oh dear.
He stands up and walks gingerly over to the window. The curtains shriek at him as they scrape along the frictionless rail, and the unbearably bright light of day sears into his eyes.
My word. Goodness me.
He hauls himself onto his construction platform and takes the short ride to school with his eyes firmly shut and his head in his hands. He arrives back at his classroom/kitchen and surveys the rows of empty bottles. He takes a piece of paper and, wincing at the noise the pen makes as it glides across the surface, he writes:
Next week's topic ishangovers illness, frailty, and disability. One hundred words, as usual, on the topic, in the tray here by Saturday evening.
He thinks for a moment, and writes some more.
Please be quiet. Please.
He pins the note on the outside of the door, and then goes to find something in one of the cupboards. He runs a glass of water, and sits down at the table.
*plink* *plink* *fizz*
The noise is terrible.
Ow, ouch, never again...
Ow. Ouch. Oh dear.
He stands up and walks gingerly over to the window. The curtains shriek at him as they scrape along the frictionless rail, and the unbearably bright light of day sears into his eyes.
My word. Goodness me.
He hauls himself onto his construction platform and takes the short ride to school with his eyes firmly shut and his head in his hands. He arrives back at his classroom/kitchen and surveys the rows of empty bottles. He takes a piece of paper and, wincing at the noise the pen makes as it glides across the surface, he writes:
Next week's topic is
He thinks for a moment, and writes some more.
Please be quiet. Please.
He pins the note on the outside of the door, and then goes to find something in one of the cupboards. He runs a glass of water, and sits down at the table.
*plink* *plink* *fizz*
The noise is terrible.
Ow, ouch, never again...