Luke's Diner, January 3 (Monday)

[laceycantlie.livejournal.com]

The year was starting off on an interesting foot for Lacey -- almost literally, given the single designer boot that dropped out of thin air and hit the floor in front of her just as she walked through the diner's door this morning.

Lacey'd shrieked, and flailed, then quickly recovered herself to take a deep breath, in then out, eyes closed. Right. "No, no," she declared loudly to the as-yet empty diner, "I'm turning over a new leaf. I refuse to take this as a bad sign of anything this year. It's a good sign."

Silence.

". . . good sign of what, I have no idea yet."

If she'd been hoping to get an answer to that not-quite-question, it wasn't going to happen today, but at least no bad signs had seemed to crop up so far?

Today's Specials
Italian Vegetable Stew
Potatoes Au Gratin with Mustard-Sage Cornbread
Butter Bean Risotto with Chard and Fried Okra

NOW HIRING - See Manager for Details
Thursday and weekend shifts available

Luke's is open, and despite initial appearances to the contrary, shows no sign of unexpectedly metamorphosizing into a purveyor of fine footwear. Honestly.

[OOC: It is still raining here, and the OCD washed awaaaaaaaaaaaaay.]

Caritas, Monday

[shagthis.livejournal.com]

Jake was nowhere to be seen today. If anyone asked Tino, he'd probably make something up about him being on day three of a New Year's hangover.

Arms Hotel, Monday, 1/03

[chief-cheerio.livejournal.com]

The timing of Quinn's sex ed class meant she had to either start her shift late, or take a crazy early lunch break. She was going to have to talk to Mary about switching to a later schedule, she mused as she came in after class.

She could hear Gunther yelling at somebody about the excess of canned pineapple. So far, 2011 at the hotel was a lot like 2010.

Welcome to the Arms Hotel!
Specials: Hawaiian Spare Ribs
Pina Colada Cake

[OOC: I spurn thee, OCD. Open hotel!]

Fixer-Uppers, Monday

[endsthegame]

It was his second week of work after the trip to Eros, and Ender was feeling fairly-- well, stable, at least. He was sorting oranges from pomegranets that morning (just don't ask; the best he'd tell you was that it involved an incident with a power converter and Fandom Whimsy) while Jane kept up a running tally of fruits from his laptop.

He finally told her to quit it, and promptly got another show of some programmer having a terrible sense of humor, as she played the innocent card and then mocked him for hauling heavy objects all day when he could be spending more time on cerebral pursuits.

He told her to quit being such a smartass, she retorted that he seemed to enjoy it, and he finally just banished her down to the task bar about an hour before noon.

One thing had to be said: having chatty software on his computer was making his life a little more interesting.

[[ second verse, same as the first: for all the squirrels know, Ender's chatting with someone via VOIP. Jane as an entity remains NFB. And open! ]]

Turtle & Canary; Monday 3

[talks-backwards.livejournal.com]

It was good to be back in the island; in the end, spending New Year alone in Shadowcrest had been a bad, bad idea. A bit depressive, really, so she was glad to have people around. Even Apu, who didn't seem too happy with the gleeful looks he was getting from the girl now and then.

"New Year store clean up, I say!", announced as she rolled up her sleeves and decided to make an inventory of the store.

Squishy Flavors today: Mint, Just Washed, Red.

T&C is open!

[And OCD free!]

Dite's Decadent Delights, Monday Afternoon

[glacial_queen]

Karla was a little distracted today. Just a smidgen. Really.

Ignore that this was her fourth attempt at doing inventory this shift. Just a little distracted really!

It's just that tonight was going to be the most important night of her life up to this point and she was just a little stressed out about it because even if it wasn't the night that could make or break her as a witch, it was still her initiation into sex with not one but two people and oh Darkness why had she thought this was a good idea?

And this was why Karla was going to keep attempting to do inventory for the New Year. She needed something to focus on to keep her from going crazy.

[OCD up]

The Fourth Dimension, Monday

[nohaircutsplz]

Medusalith was relieved that all the students had returned to the island. For someone from a closed environment like Attilan, the notion that everyone could just take off for a while had been very odd indeed. It was nice, then, to be settling back into her regular schedule, which included that oh-so-human concept of 'a job.' She arranged everything appropriately in the gallery and settled behind the desk, avoiding cleaning. She was a princess, after all. Standards had to be maintained where possible, and she was sure she would have to clean something soon enough.

The gallery is open.

The Gig, Monday [1/3]

[justlike_a_girl]

Dani had ordered a brand-new sign for the The Gig, one that highlighted the fact that she had horses for rent and offered riding lessons. When a large package arrived, she eagerly ripped into it, expecting her new sign. Instead, she found a box full of draft guards.

"Okay, this is getting ridiculous," she muttered as she re-packed the box.

There may not be a sign, but The Gig was open.

The Magic Box, Monday

[stylin-wizard.livejournal.com]

Alex opened up the shop, coffee in one hand and laptop in the other. She had some art schools to research.

The Magic Box is open.

[OCD free!]

Book Haven, Monday

[notmyownage]

Claudia made a beeline for work after her "Science of Sexuality" class. It hadn't been totally bad? But it was kind of awkward and man, she'd rather not think about trying to figure out what Holmes and Watson's relationship was to each other. And, well, it was kind of hard not to.

So here she was, behind the counter, grabbing the nearest book on hand to distract her.

Collected plays of Oscar Wilde.

Book Haven was open.