Unblinded Science, Period Six [6/7]

[after-17-years.livejournal.com]

Today Walter does not look at all well. He's certainly not going to tell the students why he looks as though a Dow Chemical truck hit his cerebral cortex at 80 MPH at 3:00 a.m., but he does, it may as well have, and he's lucky he remembers he's teaching, let alone what his lesson plan for the day was.

As such, the assignment written on the whiteboard goes thusly:

SILENCE!

Memorize the periodic table of the elements on the lawn.

[ooc: My apologies. Again. I'm in the last push of moving and my landlord called during my class-writing time and thus I have no class-writing time.]

Comments

Re: TA

[notmyownage]

"Player's choice. And Friday's good. I've got class --" On dating, even, "-- but after that, nothing going on."

Re: TA

[theotherpeter.livejournal.com]

"Then I think we've got plans," Peter said. "Early evening, maybe? We could catch a bite to eat afterwards."

Re: TA

[notmyownage]

"It's a thing where a boy and a girl pre-arrange to meet."