Atlas Gym [Thursday, omigod early o'clock]

[sith_happened]

Anakin had gotten used to catching catnaps between Juliet's feedings--it wasn't much different than life in the Clone Wars.

Yes, he was mentally comparing life with a newborn to a war. He wouldn't be sharing that with Rory, no.

So he was waiting in the gym, lighsaber hilt in his right hand, asleep standing up as he killed time before Ben arrived.

The Gig: Thursday [6-18-09]

[elephantgadget.livejournal.com]

Thursday plus The Gig plus horses equalled One Happy Helen.

The Gig's open!

Strokes of Genius, Thursday

[thismaskiwear.livejournal.com]

It had been a few days, so Katchoo set up to paint as soon as she got to work. Clocky beeped hopefully and did a circuit around her feet.

"No, you tiny wheeled menace, I'm not painting you."

A disappointed beep, but that didn't stop Clocky from trying again a few minutes later.

"I said no."

This could go on for a while.

[OOC: Where was I when we lost OCD? Where was I when lies were spoken? You know the drill -- it's open, potentially slow during the day, etc.]

Cabot and Associates, 63 Serendipity Way, Thursday

[not-jaded-yet.livejournal.com]

Jennifer worked hard today, but was definitely taking the time to just relax and breathe in between hardcore research. She could feel a breakthrough on all this, just out of reach.

If anyone came in, she'd be happy to help them.

The Law Offices of Cabot and Associates
LEGAL SERVICES • LEGAL AID

[ooc: OCD first, please Open!]

Luke's Diner, Thursday

[lovemykilt]

Priestly had been feeling slightly . . . off all week, and had spent most of his time hiding in his dorm room hanging out with Ramone because of it.

So when the kitchen guys started in on their usual shtick, he barely did more than roll his eyes and continue about his business.

"What's he doing?" muttered the dishwasher.

The cook peered at him. "He's trying to fake us out."

"That sneaky little monkey."

Today's Specials
Mac and cheese
Chicken fingers
Banana pudding

Luke's was open.

The Lighthouse, Wednesday

[crazypilotman.livejournal.com]

Having missed a week, Murdock hoped he wasn't too far behind on getting things done. And he also hoped that Tully hadn't tried to do too much in his absence with that broken ankle of his.

"Hrm, looks like he might have anyway," Murdock informed Houston, who responded by bringing over a stick. "Play later, now it's time for work."

A few minutes later, Murdock was busy tinkering away on the lighthouse while Houston looked mournful over his stick.

(open)

Turtle & Canary -- Thursday

[gods-gymnast.livejournal.com]

Maron was in a good mood! Of course, Maron was quite frequently in a good mood, so this wasn’t precisely a surprise as she opened up the shop—had to do it right or there was no point in doing it at all!

And if there was no point, because she hadn’t done it right, then Turtle would be let down and that was so not happening if Maron had anything to say about it. Which she did.

Hence the doing right, and then settling behind the counter with a book.

Today’s Squishy Flavors: Sparkling Red, Sunbeam Glitter, Industrial Tar

Turtle & Canary is Open!

Stark's: Thursday

[memberslonely.livejournal.com]

It was a much tanner Lindsay who reported to work today. Stark's laundry was dropped unceremoniously at the entrance to the lab before she returned to her desk and started going through her paperwork.

Honestly? There was a part of her that hoped Tony sent her to another sunny warm place for the weekend.

Guilty As Charged - Thursday [6/18]

[asgardcreated.livejournal.com]

Jon was stocking supplies and changing out a few of the displays today. The usual classic rock was playing pretty loud as well, but not loud enough that he couldn't hear if someone came in.

The Boards - Thursday, 6/18 - REHEARSAL!

[suit-of-sables.livejournal.com]

Geoffrey had made an early morning run to the Quick Stop for a few things. As soon as the actors got to the theatre, they were presented with the fruits of his excursion.

Mops.

"Water and sewage mains," he said succinctly. His eyes wandered over the faces of his actors, waiting for one of them to try and pin it on the Cuuuuuurse. Then he moved on.

"Which doesn't mean we're not rehearsing. Other than the blocking, we'll be running today like we do every week."

He tipped his head to the door out.

"Except there's just going to be coffee and tea and it's set up outside for health reasons. But! We still have work to do, in more than one sense, so let's get going!"

And in he went, clomping along. We did mention Geoffrey only has one pair of shoes?

[ocd up]

Imperial Brim, [Wednesday, June 17]

[irulan-atreides.livejournal.com]

Irulan handwavily bought an iPod. It seemed the thing to do, for all the advancements in her time, they had a curious lack of technology when it came to music. Irulan fiddled with her iPod when she was startled by the loud blaring music.

She let out a sound and hurriedly reduced the volume.

"This would take some time to get used to."

(OCD ran away in fear! Open!)

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Now playing: Rob Thomas - Real World '09
via FoxyTunes   

The York Gallery [6/18]

[blackmagic-eve.livejournal.com]

It was an unusually solemn Eve that opened the gallery. Time was drawing to a close on the island -- even if she did have several more weeks -- and that just had her in an even more thinky mood than she was usually in.

Which would be why she was studiously trying to ignore that fact and had gone back to her old habit of playing Oregon Trail on the computer. And using the names of people she knew as her wagonmates.

Johnny kept getting cholera. Damn cholera.

Caritas, Thursday

[rocksthescarf.livejournal.com]

Despite having to use magic or whatever to get rid of a horrible hangover yesterday, Chuck still wanted to get drunk. So much that he was willing to risk Ms. Scherbatsky's wrath in order to do so. Luckily for him it looked like she was taking the day off. Which meant Chuck had free reign over the bar mwahahahaha.

Huh. Free reign wasn't fun when you only had Tino to boss around. So after a couple of minutes he left a message in order to entertain himself.

After hanging up the phone Chuck poured himself a scotch and started digging into the cherries.