Fourth Dimension, Tuesday

[iamnotallgirl]

Jill arrived at Fourth Dimension promptly on Tuesday, checked everything over to make sure that the weekend of frozenness hadn't detrimentally effected the art somehow. No, she didn't know how it could have, but for all she knew it might! Then she set up the hot drinks on the sideboard, because God knew they could use them, thought about doing a spot of cleaning, then decided to leave the cleaning for later in the day when she got bored. She turned the radio on, picking a jazz station because that seemed art gallery-ish, and sat down at the computer to start a new powerpoint presentation. This one was on the merit of asking a boy to the prom vs. maneuvering him into asking her.

Hey, you have your obsessions and Jill has hers. Don't judge. Fourth Dimension was open.

Stark Industries, Tuesday

[eyebrowgoesup]

The good news was that Spock hadn't died of hypothermia.

The bad news was that it was still remarkably cold, and Spock seemed to have contracted what Humans described as a 'cold.'

Still, he had obligations, so on Tuesday he reported to work, ready to spend the day sniffling, trying not to sneeze on anything important, and trying to not give away that he was kind of miserable, since Vulcans weren't supposed to do miserable. Admire his stoicism. Admire it!

Stark Industries was open.

Photo Hut, Tuesday

[inthereflexes.livejournal.com]

Jack was behind the counter of the Photo Hut, cataloging everything in the shop that could be used for warmth if the heat went out again.

The green-screen backdrops and the other backdrops were getting a close eyeball.

[Open! OCD is still thawing.]

Wellspring Arms & Meditation Center, Tuesday

[spring-lost.livejournal.com]

Cable came down relatively early in the morning to mop up. The advantage of living with Wade - although he'd never phrase it as 'living with Wade', despite the fact the man was here more often than not - was that he was off to bother other people for things like bowling nights relatively frequently.

Which is to say Cable had gotten a lot of paperwork done last night and written a spirited letter to the Angolan authorities about the state of Cabinda.

And now he was up and about, making sure that letter went through the right channels.

The sign on the door read Open. The child was playing with the dog. The fox was glaring at customers from afar. It was a normal day.

[[ open! ]]

Book Haven, Tuesday

[shyest-eyes.livejournal.com]

Hinata was serene, all things considered, today.

Heat was back, she was at work, and Yei was still her usual cheery self. (To be fair, though, she'd been her usual self all throughout the lack of power and the blizzard so Hinata wasn't entirely sure to count that as something to be glad of today or not.)

Cookies and tea were duly set out, and she settled back behind the counter with a book to read and being glad that everything was, with Fandom's standards taken into account, back to normal.

Book Haven is Open.

Covent Garden Flowers, Tuesday

[intraspective]

Heat had her a bit drowsy, but that was just looovely so Ino wasn't complaining at all as she bounced around the shop, singing along with the radio, with her hat still on her head.

What? She'd been cold all weekend; she was a bit sensitive to it still. Ugh.

And laughing at the note.

Of course she had to write one back, come on, geez, how could she do anything but?

Of course they have an agenda! It's a very scary one filled with making things smell nice and dropping petals everywhere! Also, causing hayfever and stuff to those who have the severely poor luck to be allergic to flowers. That would suck.

Covent Garden Flowers

Vida Boheme, prop.
Fresh flowers from nosegays to bouquets!
Delivery available upon request.

Covent Garden Flowers is Open.

mha lobby | tuesday | january 19

[flipped-god-off.livejournal.com]

There was what appeared to be a sleeping angel laying on top of the lobby counter. Sunglasses on, arms crossed behind his head and body sprawled out, it looked like he was just catching a random nap while he could.

In actuality, he was very much awake and just playing lazy ass since he could. His eyes were open and he was listening to and seeing everything that was going on. Call it the perks of being a heavenly being.

The Gig, Tuesday [1/19]

[exconnextdoor.livejournal.com]

After spending the weekend hidden in her apartment avoiding the snow, Kris was glad to be back at the stable with the horses. They seemed happy to see her, too. Or maybe they were just happy someone was there to feed them.

She let them out for some exercise, though only for a little while. She'd rather be inside where it was warm.

The Gig was open.

'Dite's Decadent Delights, Tuesday afternoon

[trigons_child]

Raven was still distracted by the news about her father when she arrived at work on Tuesday. She knew technically she was forbidden to return to Azarath since she'd forsaken her home, but maybe she could somehow slip back and speak to her mother about what she had been told. It was Azarath, after all. What were they going to do? Give her stern looks?

'Dite's Decadent Delights was open.

T&C, Tuesday, 1/19/10

[living_endless]

The first thing Didi had to do at work today was reassemble the display of shovels, salt, and other tame-the-snow supplies. Once she was done with that, she settled in behind the counter with a fat stack of gossip magazines. She was learning all about what a Khloe and a Kendra were, and why she should care.

At least their babies were cute.

Squishy Flavors: Pink Lemonade, Hot Chocolate, Red.

The Boards - Outside - 01/19

[suit-of-sables.livejournal.com]

A day late (and several dollars short, as per usual) Geoffrey stumbled out of the theatre. He looked especially disheveled, as if the world should be doubly sure that he was completely nuts as some sort of warning or preface to his 'work'. Then he slipped back into the theatre and closed the door. ( The List read as such... )

There was also a small note which read: Rehearsal switched to Thursday.

[ooc: the mun apologizes for the delay but work is slightly insane today and travel was draining yesterday][Geoffrey is gone, but feel free to post reactions][if there are any troubles OOC, just lemme know]

Trooper Station: Tuesday

[famous-gut.livejournal.com]

There was coffee and a stack of papers on Gibbs's desk. The coffee was given full attention.

The stack of papers? Not so much. Instead Gibbs was going over reports from the Office of Homeland Security just to see how things were going back home.

Because that's what he does for fun

[Oh-so-open...]

Cabot and Associates - Tuesday, 01/19

[cutsthestrings.livejournal.com]

Fiona threw herself into work with the abandon of the newly single. There was research to do, books to replace and reindex, calls to answer, forms to file; she was keeping busy.

That was when the phone rang. She answered it ( without thinking. )

And she hung up the phone to continue with her duties, somehow both better and worse than she'd been before the call.

The Law Offices of Cabot and Associates
LEGAL SERVICES • LEGAL AID
[ocdless but open!]

Atlas Gym - Tuesday

[guardianborn.livejournal.com]

Rose had had a hard workout in the morning so by the time the gym actually opened, she was pretty much just hanging out in the office and reading one of the books she'd gotten on bodyguarding tactics.

Jessi had called in because she'd 'hurt her shoulder shoveling.'  It was obviously a complete lie since Jessi hadn't ever shoveled a day in her life, but Rose was too happy to have a day without the stupid pink spandex and didn't even give her a hard time on the phone.

Groovy Tunes, Tuesday

[furnaceface]

Today at the Groovy Tunes saw the return of Jonothon and his guitar. And Jonothon and his guitar were going to be playing whatever the bloody hell they felt like.

Unless people were to happen to stop by and make requests. And then Jonothon and his guitar might be convinced to deviate from what, for the most part, seemed to be very angry and more-or-less antisocial-sounding music, indeed.

The Groovy Tunes is open.

[And I think the OCD has been permanently buried under the unstoppable weight of the treble clef of laziness. Or sommat.]

Android's Dungeon, Tuesday

[grand-fallguy.livejournal.com]

Tim's 'day trip' into Tir Na Nog had turned out to last a bit longer than he'd anticipated. He was just glad he'd only been gone for a week. He'd forgotten how time worked, and if Teleri hadn't reminded him who knows how long he could have been gone.

Now he had a mission that Master Runyon had laid upon him.

Looking at the shelves, Tim sighed thoughtfully.

"Okay." he said aloud. "Comics that young Luchorpan/Banshees would like."

Android's Dungeon is open.

Coyote Medicine, Tuesday 1/19

[loyal-type.livejournal.com]

Oz was attempting to play a lute. It was somewhat different than a guitar, but he thought he was getting the hang of it.

Now if only he could stop sounding like he had polish sausages taped to his fingers.

Welcome to Coyote Medicine.

The Arms Hotel Lobby, Tuesday [1/19]

[montecito-east.livejournal.com]

It was a perfectly normal day at the hotel, which had Mary worried. She kept looking over her shoulder, as if she expected something strange to appear at any moment. After all, there were few days around Fandom that were truly normal.

Welcome to the Arms Hotel!
Today's Special
Italian Baked Chicken and Pastina

Cafe Fina, Tuesday [1/19]

[lordofthecats.livejournal.com]

Lion-o found something to keep him busy between customers today. He was learning how to properly tie a reef knot, but the process of getting it right had him all confused.

Today's Special
Upside Down Cherry Cobbler

Free dessert if you can show off your knot-tying skills!

Onsen [Tuesday evening]

[bloody-luck.livejournal.com]

After a weekend of being bloody freezing, the steaming water of the onsen looked insanely inviting, Mat decided as he yanked his shirt over his head (leaving the scarf on, and no, he didn't care that it looked rather odd). He found a spot to sit to yank his boots from his feet, then watched the door, waiting for his lovely date to arrive.

Hopefully she wouldn't be accompanied by heavily armed relatives...

[Mat is waiting for his date, but the onsen is open!]

The Perk, Tuesday Afternoon

[vanillajello]

For a girl who was about to get some heavy stuff off her chest, Kate was pretty damn cheerful by the time she and Mitchell got to the Perk.

It was only temporary joy at having got a bigger part in the play this time, but it helped in getting some sincerity in the smile – her first bright smile in a week – which she flashed at the person behind the counter. Maybe they'd give her coffee if she was sweet?

"Hi! Can I please have a black coffee? Just a normal-sized one? No threats, I promise. Mitchell here will vouch for me."

The barrista looked dubious.

[ooc: Kate is here with the lovingly modded Irish-vampire-teacher-brotherly-friend person, but open place in town is open!]

The Perk [Tuesday Evening]

[angelandwitch.livejournal.com]

Paige was beyond thrilled that the power and heat were back on in Fandom. However, the whole snowstorm/power outage had kept her from getting her lessons for tomorrow taken care of over the weekend, which was why she was at the coffee shop with a large cup of coffee, surrounded by books and papers.

Distractions would definitely be welcome though.



[open coffee shop post!]

Caritas [Tuesday evening]

[canadianpopstar.livejournal.com]

Robin definitely was late tonight, but it definitely wasn't because she'd managed to comically tangle herself up in dog leashes.

Nope.

Just ignore how she had dragged one in with her.

[omg I COMPLETELY THOUGHT IT WAS LIKE, 8:00. SORRY.]