Tuesday, October 2nd, 2007

[identity profile] aughaughaugh.livejournal.com
Tim bounded into the shop full of pep. "Hey, this week we're going to be dealing with drywall. Sheetrock. Gypsum board. Heh, think they call it that because it's made with real gypsies?" Crickets. Lots of them.

"Today's project involves installing drywall. It's easy to hang. And like everything else, people only complain when it's not well hung," he said with a bit of a chuckle. The crickets were forming a union now, appointing a rep to stop him before he puns again.

"Easiest way to cover a wall is with paneling," he said, turning a display around. It was covered with tacky wood paneling. "But this is ugly, and only worked during the 70s. Drywall is paintable, easy to put up quickly, and fairly cheap in terms of labor and materials, and replaces lath boards which takes a while to dry enough to paint."

"The tools you'll need will be the drywall sheets, mud compound, tape, mudding knife, utilty knife to score for breaks, keyhole saw, and goggles and mask," he said after explaining how to properly do drywall. He had hit his thumb with the hammer demonstrating how to nail it in place, and his modified Binford 6100 Drywall Driver had countersunk the drywall screws so far into the studs that they poked out the other side.

"Also? For extra credit, someone can help me get my kegerator into my office."

[OCD coming. Mun is tired, will update with links depending on how crazy work is]
[identity profile] sideburnsofwar.livejournal.com
Ares smiled at his class as they filed in. "I trust you all had a pleasant weekend," he said cheerfully, since even if he had missed the opportunity to take advantage of any mindwiped students, he could still mock them.

"Now I promised you something special today, and I plan on delivering," he said. "Today's lesson is on those most manly of garments, the skirt, and the dress. Given the extreme manliness of these garments, I have a certain amount of worry for those females in the class who might venture to wear them, so today, and today only, you have the option of aiding your male classmates rather than constructing a garment for yourselves, and then aiding me in judging the results."

"Well, what are you waiting for?"

[ooc: wait for OCD up!]

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[identity profile] tricksy-spy.livejournal.com
Where before there certainly had not been a teacher, there was now an over abundance of them.  Well, the usual one was there, as was one in a red costume and a rather large man with a metal arm weiring only a pair of sweatpants.

"...I probably should have thought that on through a lil' bit more," The one in red muttered, looking around the room.



[OOC: Co-written with the fantastic and amusing [personal profile] mouthy_merc and [personal profile] spring_lost.  I have interviews and exams and papers today so responses to pings might be slower than I'd wish for that I beg your forgiveness!  (And also for the recycled class, yes).  Please wait for the OCD is up.]

Library [10.2]

Tuesday, October 2nd, 2007 10:20 am
[identity profile] death-of-hope.livejournal.com
It was a Tuesday, Anemone realized belatedly, and that meant she had to open the Library.

Which is why she's fumbling with keys and juggling coffee, thankfully only a few minuets late.  The Library is now open!
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[personal profile] ashockingbitch
Jenny was on time, for once in her life, with a large box of biscuits--fine, cookies, since we're in America. No, she hadn't baked them. She'd bought them from Jeff, God of Biscuits', like a sane person. There was also a large pot of tea, and soda for those infidels who didn't like tea.

"So, hi, I'm Jenny, and this is the God is Dead, Oops Club. Everyone in this club either has killed a deity or something like a deity, helped kill a deity, or maybe wishes a deity bloody well dead. Theoretically. Anyone could sign up. So, I thought today we'd just all introduce ourselves, maybe tell a bit about where you're from and how you came to kill a god. Also, if anyone has ideas about things we could do in the club, that would be great."
[identity profile] konoha-flash.livejournal.com
Yondaime breathed a sigh of relief as he came into the class and pulled out a new packet from the several anti-fox bags as he started to pass them out to the class, once they were all there.

Cut for crazy mercness. )

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