Groovy Tunes, Thursday

[wasthecuteone]

Petra let herself into Groovy Tunes on Thursday and flipped the sign to 'OPEN.' Then she went to find the stereo system and fiddled with it until she figured out how to play some Joan Jett over the store's speakers. Aw yeah.

"Don't give a damn 'bout my bad reputation," she sang along as she started reorganizing some CDs that had gotten mixed up.

((Open and OCD-free!))

Wellspring Arms & Meditation Center, Thursday

[godofxbox]

Since it wasn't like the stock had changed since last week, Alex was doing some research on the computer at work today. The theme of this research was 'how to kill a god, or at least make his life a living hell.'

Loki deserved it.

Wellspring Arms & Meditation is open, though as always, you will have more luck with the latter than the former.

Magic Box, Thursday, Jan. 12

[life_inshadow]

Tara heard Natalie say something about being late for work while she was drying her hair, but her roommate was gone before she could ask what kind of job she had. Huh. Anyhow, Tara didn't think about it too much before she got to her own job and set to work unpacking a large load of herbs.

She was irritated by it. No, literally: One of the powders was leaking and giving her a mild purple rash on her hands.

She should really start wearing gloves.

[OOC: Open magic shop, no OCD.]

The Boards, Thursday [Auditions!]

[oncourtandstage.livejournal.com]

Thursday meant that the same sign was up on the door:

AUDITIONS
Petey Sci-Fi Talky Picture

January 8th and 12th, 2012
(That means today!)

Rehearsals Sundays and Thursdays
through March 22nd, inclusive.
Performance Friday, March 23rd!

Please be prepared to perform
both a song and a monologue.
Monologues and songs available
if you do not have your own.

(Songs and monologues do not
need to be from the show.)

Adults welcome!

Come one, come all, and audition for one of the best shows on Earth! Troy was just going to be over here, amused that he hadn't noticed any odd singing yesterday -- because it's not like it was odd for him to be singing.

Book Haven: Thursday [1-12-12]

[livingasheth.livejournal.com]

Millie was here and still hiring as the sign in the window stated.

Mooby Land, Thursday

[whenshewasnice]

The regular Mooby Land staff were a bit confused. A random girl had just shown up sort-of-but-not-really apologetic about being late, insisted she worked here because "come on, I wasn't that late, you can't fire me for that!", put on a white cap none of them remembered seeing at the restaurant before, and scrawled the name of a cheese on her nametag before slapping it on.

Then she'd played guitar in the backroom for a moment (because that totally made sense) before taking her place at the counter, awaiting customers with a slightly non-welcoming look on her face.

Yeah, so, the regular staff were just eyeing her from a safe distance right now, and wondering whether just letting her be would somehow affect their wages for the day. (No, they didn't care about any health code violations. They worked at Mooby Land, for God's sake.) For the moment, they were leaning towards just working with her until the weirdness affecting her wore off.

Natalie -- well, Cheese Name Girl, really, was eyeing them back. Oddly, she felt like there was someone missing here...

[ooc: Open to ALL the people, from my partner in gremlin crime to any and all randoms who want to drop by! Natalie thinks she's more or less Brie Larson in this music video, so she's liable to drop people's foods and still serve them to you if you're mean.]

Selkie Cove/Lake, The Rocky Bits, Thursday Evening

[icecoldfrost]

Emma hadn't gone back to Fandom right away. She'd gone on to Manhattan, to make sure Hank wasn't fretting, before returning today.

Now, however, a walk to clear her head felt needed, and she'd brought along someone else she thought would enjoy the quiet. "Perhaps I should take rock-climbing instead of kickboxing next term; it would at least have more practical applications."

[For the one that knows who he is.]

Caritas, Thursday evening (1/12)

[regretiz4suckas.livejournal.com]

Apparently, today was Stephen Collins Foster Day. Or so the zombies claimed. They were therefore playing "My Old Kentucky Home," "Beautiful Dreamer," and various other old old old songs that were driving Kenzi to drum on the bar top in order to keep from going insane. Loudly.

Welcome to folk-STOMP night.

[open, ocd-free]