Wellspring Arms & Meditation Center, Monday

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The Open sign was featured prominently on the door.

Unfortunately, the shop didn't look open on account of all the bags filled with empty (and some not-so-empty) beer bottles.

He was Cable. Of course he'd gone back to clean it up. It had nothing to do with the fact that several full bottles mysteriously rested on his desk unopened.

If you seriously thought he was going to say anything about his weekend, there was an ace girl reporter out there who could probably use that laugh.

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Fandom Post Office, Monday, 10/1

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Since Annette spent the majority of her weekend in her room, there was no need for laziness or sleeping in this morning. She was at the post office bright and early and looking through a book of stamps. She was wondering if Mr. Lipwig was going to be ordering any Halloween stamps. She thought black cats might be kind of cute.

She had also spent the weekend not knowing what the heck had gone on around school, she never bothered to listen to the radio either Saturday or Sunday. She had in fact, spent it on the phone with a certain someone from back home. Since Dick didn't come around at all, staying on the phone constantly had not been a problem. It was kind of fun actually. That and she did a good bit of shopping and chatting online. Yes, to the same person she talked to on the phone.

Annette was in a fairly decent mood and she set out a bowl of candy corn for any customers that might come in.

The post office was open.

Bluth's Original Frozen Banana Stand, Monday, 10/1

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George Michael had a very strange weekend. In fact, it was so strange he didn't even want to think about it. The thinking about it only led to the wondering and the wondering just confused him. 

Maybe it was the beer the other night at Caritas.  Or maybe it was because he totally freaked out when Uncle GOB told him about Lucille 2 and he just blacked out his memories for the entire weekend. That must be it. He must never think about Uncle GOB and Lucille 2 again. That was damaging to his health.

Currently he was melting the chocolate; the banana stand, after all, was open.

Wonders of the World, Monday [10/01]

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Joanna felt the need to get away from her house.  In her amnesia induced delirium, she had given most of the staff the week off.  The whole week!  Thinking about it made her furious.

She was also trying to forget how pleasant she had been last night at that bar.  She had actually offered to buy some boy a plane.

It was a slightly irate Joanna Stayton that put out a giant HELP WANTED sign. 

Wonders of the World was ready to fulfill your dreams of golfing glory and racing fame!

[ooc: Please wait for the OCD is up!]

Turtle & Canary; Monnday [10/01]

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Bart had not forgot anything over the weekend, though he having just as weird of a day as if he had. Mostly because he was spending his time at work pouting over not having had anything cool happen to him.

He might have forgotten about the cheetah thing momentarily.

Today's Squishy flavors: Fandom, Weirdness, Red

The Park, Monday Morning

[wannabe-pan.livejournal.com]

Andrew woke up this morning and realized that he was indeed not an evil wizard. Honestly, he felt a little disappointed. He was also totally weirded out by the fact that he had voluntarily gone to the gym to shoot baskets.

So he decided to get out of the dorms for a bit to ponder life and write some letters. He was sitting in the middle of the park, pen in hand, staring at a blank piece of paper.

[ooc: Post and park are open!]

Groovy Tunes; Monday [ 10/01 ]

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Chad remembered who he was. He remembered that he was Japanese-Mexican and that he was dating Teddy and Katara was his roommate and that the room wasn't really evil and that Prince Oscar Pedro Neko-kun (pause) The Third wasn't really an evil hairless cat demon but his super awesome pet. He also remembered that he had to work today, so there he was, still apologizing endlessly to Prince Oscar Pedro, who just seemed to want to play with the other kittens and was generally oblivious to the fact that anything had happened to apologize for.

Today's music was Chad going through his favourite CDs and reveling in the fact that he remembered them.

Although if anyone says anything about that "Memories" song, he might just have to kick some butt.

Groovy Tunes is open.

Luke's Diner, Monday

[dude-its-jude.livejournal.com]

When Jude had woken up Saturday morning with absolutely no memory of who he was, he had promptly rolled over and gone back to sleep. Woke up, foraged for food, played video games, slept some more. In other words, a pretty typical weekend.

At least he was well-rested at work and once again futzing with Things That Should Not Be Put on Sticks.

Today's attempt: chili cheese fries.

[[Will vanish for food, class, and reading.]]

The Arms Hotel Lobby, Monday morning [10/1]

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When Mary woke up Monday morning in a strange place and realized what she had done, she quickly pulled on her clothes and got out of there. She did not take the money because she was not that kind of girl. In fact, she was in such a hurry that she left her undergarments behind. She raced back to the hotel, hoping that she could quickly get to her room without any of her staff catching her doing the walk of shame.

It was a futile attempt, as Gunther was already in the lobby overseeing a special delivery for the cocktail party tomorrow evening. He looked at her, mumbled a rude comment in German, and asked if she would like to help. At least the chaos of directing delivery traffic in and out of the lobby served as a distraction, though it kept Mary in the lobby without a chance to change out of her dress from last night. In the meantime, Gunther was making her comfort food.

Welcome to the Arms Hotel!
Today's Specials
Roast Turkey, Avocado and Bacon Sandwich
Risotto and Wild Mushroom Casserole
Deep Dish Banana Pudding with Chocolate Sauce

Monday, Magic Box

[slr-mercury.livejournal.com]

Ami opened the store and sat behind the counter with a textbook. She was very interruptible though.

The Devil's Nest, Monday Night

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Musubi was in charge of the bar this evening. She was pleased as there had been very little for her to do with the boy and the little winged god working.

Far too clean. They never left anything for her to do.

So she dropped a jar of olives.

Pixie Dust, Monday

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Absolutely nothing whatsoever had happened to the lovely Ms. Tinker Bell all weekend, thank you very much, and anyone who so much as hinted otherwise was going to be very sorry indeed.

( cut for image )

Pixie Dust was open, and its owner thought that Tiberius was possibly the dumbest name ever. Almost as bad as Squall.

Photo Hut, Monday

[mr-hippie.livejournal.com]

Leo had gotten a little something different this weekend, and, it was disagreeing with him this morning. Or perhaps agreeing with him in a very strange manner.

In any case he was only half aware of what was going on, as there was this freaky circus going on that only he, and possibly telepaths could see.

Photo Hut is open.

Caritas [Monday evening]

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When Robin headed down to the bar she'd found before, in dire need of a drink, she found no one there except some random guy behind the counter.

After discerning that no, no one was really around to open, and that if Robin wanted her beer she was going to have to deal with it, she found herself somehow stationed behind the bar.

It wasn't like she didn't know the workings of a bar. She spent half her time in McClaren's, anyway, and this way she could drink without that skeevy guy hitting on her all night. Plus there was apparently a new bouncer, so she wouldn't have to break up a fight or anything.

She'd kind of always wanted to do that, though, and then cut both guys off and send them home in cabs. Regardless of the lack of cabs on the island, it seemed like it would have made a good story.

[I'm around for the night, albeit sporadically due to new TV and having to go to the library YET AGAIN. Stupid professors with their stupid demands. I should be answering pings in reasonable amounts of time, though, as I'm not a very dedicated student.]

The Perk, Monday evening

[girlzippo.livejournal.com]

Charlie had been thankful that there was enough time left to conduct her first interview for the paper, even with an entire weekend lost to amnesia. So she'd called her interviewee and arranged to meet him at the Perk, then settled in with donuts and an espresso.

[for the interviewed, open for all evening Perk needs]

Sparky Repairs - Monday

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Naomi was grateful that she hadn't done anything extremely embarrassing over the weekend as she came in to Sparky's to set up for her shift. She was just hoping that Icheb would never find out that she had spent half the weekend thinking that she was him.

Sparky's is open.