Wellspring Arms & Meditation Center

[xxlstretchpants.livejournal.com]

Listening to all the news about the kids camping out in tents and enjoying campfires had the unfortunate consequence of reminding him of a song. And as a result that song was playing on a loop in his head.

"I love the mountains. I love the rolling hills."

It was really maddening in a way.

"I love the flowers. I love the daffodils."

But not maddening in a turn-into-a-giant-green-monster-and-lose-shirt kind of way.

"I love the fireside when all the lights are low"

Which is probably for the best.

"Boom-Dee-Yada. Boom-Dee-Yada. Boom-Dee-Yada. Boom-Dee-Yada."

Maybe.

Wellspring is open. Beware of earworming.

The Arms Hotel Lobby, Tuesday

[montecito-east.livejournal.com]

Mary hadn't slept too well last night and was a little out of it. So when she listened to the radio broadcast, she wondered if she had somehow missed Tuesday altogether. Or maybe she'd missed Monday, since she had felt all day yesterday that it felt more like a Tuesday.

In other words, if you're making a reservation today, you might want to talk any other employee but Mary.

Welcome to the Arms Hotel
Today's Specials
Roast Chickens with Pistachio Salsa, Peppers and Corn
Mango Tart with Coconut Crust

[Open! The OCD is lost and confused.]

Stark Industries, Tuesday, 6/12

[ultron_junior]

There was a ... shoebox-sized thing on the workbench at the back of the store today. Victor would have been more specific, except even with his powers all he got from it was that it had wires poking out and might either play music or make tea. Or both. Or it might be an electronic toenail clipper for giants.

He started playing with it anyhow. By the time his shift was over, it would be useful -- even if the precise way it would be useful wasn't quite in evidence yet.

Whatever happened with the thing, he was happy to have an excuse to stay away from the tents for a luxurious eight hours.

[OOC: Open repair shop, no OCD.]

Turtle and Canary, Tuesday

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Frank arrived at the store today only to discover that the entire place was freezing. Upon further investigation, he learned that this was actually a good thing, as there was an enormous pile of ice cream sandwiches somewhere in between office supplies and cosmetics.

And okay, so he had one or two himself... or three... but then he did the responsible thing and hauled them over, one armful at a time, to the frozen section.

And then, you know, made a sign.

BUY SOMETHING, GET FREE ICE CREAM

Dite's Decadent Delights, Tuesday

[icecoldfrost]

It was new merchandise day at Dite's, and Emma was unpacking a crate of beautiful ukiyo-e shunga prints. Most of them were modern reprints, easily affordable for the vast majority of Dite's customers, but there were three or four different titles of beautifully bound art books on the subject, with a much heftier price price tag.

Dite's is open, and the vintage porn is on display!

[OCD freeeee, totally suitablyheroic's fault.]

J,GoB, Tuesday Morning

[solarhippie]

It was still kind of morning, but Karolina had already been to the mainland and back. Mandatory therapy sessions didn't always get scheduled at the best times, but she was fine with it. As much as she was fine with the whole therapy thing, anyway. She wasn't so sure it was really doing anything to help her. The part where she didn't feel like telling her therapist what exactly she was kind of put a bump in the confidential nature of their relationship.

But she'd soldiered on through another session, and that called for sittig down at a table and having a cupcake or two at J,GoB now that she was back on the island. Maybe afterwards she'd go back to the campgrounds and try her hand at lighting a fire.

Or maybe she'd just laze around. Guess that was an option too.

[ooc: You know that thing open places/posts in town tend to be? This one is that too. Occasional SP warning, though.]

Caritas- Tuesday

[throughaphase]

Kitty was at work today. It was just that she was spending it in the office, trying to sort out some delivery discrepancy.

She never ever thought that she would spend hours on the phone telling anyone that they delivered something to the wrong reality. And yet.

At least you had a Tino.