Library [5.12]

[death-of-hope.livejournal.com]

Anemone had waited until first-thing this morning to snag a portal back to Fandom, and as a result had needed to run from the Causeway up to the school, barely managing to skid into the library on time, Gulliver hanging on to her for dear life.

She dumped her bags behind the desk, taking a seat and kicking her feet up while she looked over her class schedule. Four classes this summer, and for once none of them sounded absolutely mind-numbing.

She clearly owed Maria big. Really big.

...and it looked like it was a good thing she'd come back today instead of skipping work, since she had two classes. Yikes.

Humming happily, Anemone started wandering the stacks, tidying up before she had to leave for second period. Hopefully Dr. Jones wouldn't mind too much if she had to close the library for a little bit...


[I'm back, and so are Anemone and Gulliver, so wait for the OCD is up!]

Comments

Re: The OOC

[flipped-god-off.livejournal.com]

And you escaped Virginia without getting swine flu (I swear, the news crews are just LOVING this because it gives them something URGENT to report on or something)!

Re: The OOC

[death-of-hope.livejournal.com]

I did not, however, escape without getting sick. I get colds every damn time I fly, and this time was no exception.

However, my method of self-medication was frozen margaritas out of the blender as I lay on the beach. Because alcohol kills germs.

Re: The OOC

[flipped-god-off.livejournal.com]

Ugh, flights are a magnet for getting sick. All that recycled air. But I approve of your treatment! I hope you are feeling better!

Re: The OOC

[death-of-hope.livejournal.com]

I am on the couch with my orange juice and laptop, because I am a bad horrible sneaky person who told my boss I wasn't flying back until tonight. *halo*

I need a day to ditch the EST and reset to CST, dammit. Also, I have a week of spammy flist to catch up on. I turn my back for a few days, and you people go wild...