Study Hall -- Tuesday, September 13th

[principalconnor.livejournal.com]

Welcome to Tuesday's study hall. Please try not to blow anything up.

A few announcements:

-- It's been requested that trulydeath please post office hours so that the students may know when to visit.

-- Yesterday's Junior Achievers meeting was apparently a rousing success. (OOC: As evidenced by the three hundred emails in my account when I got off work yesterday. HEE! I love email. :)) Junior Achievers should understand that I will not tolerate more than one attempt a week to take over any and all worlds, planets and dimensions without the proper permission slips.

-- Please be informed that there was a sighting of a student being shoved into locker 327. If someone could retrieve her from whichever world she landed in, it would be appreciated. If not ... well, hell, I'm sure she'll wander back eventually. Hopefully, with all of the limbs she left with.

-- The cafeteria staff would like to warn the student body that they wouldn't recommend the sweet potatoes (because they could cause you to spend the rest of the day spontaneously bursting into Billy Joel lyrics at the top of your lungs), the macaroni and cheese (because it could either cause all of your hair to fall out or grow exponentially, depending on the dosage), or the cheeseburgers (because they taste awful and are made with neither cheese nor burger).

-- There may be a small gremlin infestation in the study hall bookshelves. That's your warning.

Comments

[julian-lawless.livejournal.com]

*chuckles in a mildly sympathetic way*

The faux-cheeseburgers are a more terrible fate, I assure you. And it could be worse--ABBA lyrics, or Rod Stewart.

Doing well, thank you. Did you manage to get Adama off to bed (his or Kara's or Crichton's, any would have done) last night, or was it all braiding hair and talking about cute boys until the wee hours?

And any news about Professor Amidala's Baby and what we get to do with it?

[emo-padawan.livejournal.com]

I suppose --Well I'm on the downeaster "Alexa"--it could be worse.

Assuming this isn't permanent. *glares*

And I --I was a bayman like my father was before-- could've had the macaroni and given Lee a lot more hair to play with. *shakes head* Strange man. I think he stayed in his room last night, but I left --Sing us a song, you're the piano man--dammit--when he started taking pictures of himself.

I think Padme's --she's got a way about her-- keeping the Baby as a reward for the Advanced Negotiations class when they've found a way to --she's got a smile that heals me-- take out the tree that keeps tossing her into the lake and ruining her outfits.

*smiles* She's got a ruthlessness to her that I never expected.