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not-a-mused.livejournal.com

It would seem that whatever had passed over the island had once again been forced to pause at Cal, tilt its head, scratch at it a little, and then move on, barred by some technicality that was working in Cal's favor without him even knowing it. This was actually incredibly fortuitous, because if it hadn't been for his chromosomes (just as, in the past, it hadn't been for his plumbing), he might have been stuck with having to explain why he was as traumatized, if not more so, than some of the girls on the island.

And it was a good thing, too, because he'd had enough of that sort of trauma in his life, thanks, and, besides, how the hell was he going to get these invitations for Ino's birthday party tomorrow finished if he was stuck in trauma?

He did feel that there was a more manly swagger to his walk than he usually tried to put in it, though.

Sure, he could have probably just sent an email, but he still wasn't that keen on computer.

Today's Special
Greek Salad Pitas
Roasted Plums and Yogurt
Saganai and Baklava

Luke's is open!

not-a-mused.livejournal.com

After spending several hours attempting to get gum out of his hair and patch up one of the world's worst bloody noses, Cal realized that, as far as the hair went, it was futile, and there was only one solution.

"I just need a hair cut."

"Oh, hello!" Somehow, Cal managed to find the tolerance for the cheerful demeanor of the woman at Theodoric's. "Are you sure? Why not a nice nail treatment? Pedicure? Full body massage and facial?"

"Just a haircut."

"Oh, we can do some nice highlights. And you've got to try the seaweed wrap."

Cal stared at the woman, just for a moment.

"I have gum in my hair," he said, pointedly. "I just need a haircut."

"Don't get pushy. For all I know, you could have wanted it that way. Who knows with kids these days? Now you just have a seat and we'll get that Fabio hair taken care of right away; you just don't have the build to pull it o-- Oh, my lord, these split ends! What do you do, chew on them?"

"Actually, yeah. I do."

"...there's a five dollar gum-in-hair surcharge, just so you know."

"Whatever, just cut it."

[[ this is my brain when I'm bored at work. Open for all your haircut and spa neeeeds ]]

not-a-mused.livejournal.com

Here it was. Back in the old haunt. Cal was pleased to find that not much at all had changed about good old Luke's, right down to the guys in the kitchen heckling him (over his hair, for the most part) and the occasional squirrel trying to sneak in. It felt good to be back, and he still found a nice stock of Faygo still hanging around, meaning he was pretty much set for the rest of the day.

And since it was his first day back, he figured that the specials board would have to boast the things that he felt really rounded out his diner culinary experience.

Today's Specials
Hercules Hot Dogs ** The Stephanides Original!
Baklava
Saganaki
Faygo Floats ** Any Flavor!

Luke's is open!

not-a-mused.livejournal.com

It might have been just of nervousness that Cal got to the coffee shop early, nervousness over a conglomeration of things from the play to this meeting to building sexually explicit chimeras in class. Of course this whole thing with meeting with Eleanor was under the pretense of newspaper business, but he knew that newspapers would likely be the last thing on his mind, and he felt that racing, dizzying feeling again like maybe he needed to step back and crawl into a hole for a little while, still not ready for this charging dash into human (scratch that, female) contact that his body seemed to rush into with the permission of his lagging, lethargic mind and soul.

Just talk about the newspaper, and he should be fine, right?

Knowing nothing at all about tea, Cal just sat at a table, playing with sugar packets until Eleanor arrived.

[[ up early for great SP justice! Cal's there for a tea-loving redhead, but post is certainly open for all your coffee neeeeeeds ]]

divinesurfchick.livejournal.com

The chairs had moved. In fact, half the store had moved.

Overnight, things seemed to have shifted from right to left, leaving the right hand lower corner of the store open, empty of everything but the chairs and the fishbowl.

Which now sat on a bookshelf, the fish happily staring down at Hercules, who looked up at the greater height with annoyance.

"Just wait, Herc, you'll get bigger, and then what am I gonna do?" Aphrodite grinned down as she paused in her work. "I'll have to get bigger bookcases."

Then she happily continued hanging three new paintings on the wall.

Decadent Delights is open.

(ooc: Open store, open post, open mind . . . the OCD stayed home.)

not-a-mused.livejournal.com

With a slight sigh, Cal looked around the diner, thinking to himself that it was a lot better than the last time he'd looked around his father's diner, considering that it was burning down while deadly riots raged outside its smashed windows. Then again, it wasn't really his last day, since Lacey promised him a spot when he got back, but that wasn't the point. He was having a moment here. So it was with an ironic heart that he put up his specials board for the day:

Today's Specials
If it's Greek, it's on Special.
Opa!

Luke's is open!

bad-nose-job.livejournal.com

Penelope decided that she was going to give free drinks to seniors. She just was. She told Tino this too so if he served any seniors, he was not to charge them. And they weren't exactly free as she was going to be keeping a tab only to pay it herself at the end of her shift.

She wasn't a senior, she knew, but she was drinking. She was a bit put out about her roommate leaving so it seemed the thing to do.

The band was playing Journey tonight which she thought pretty decent of them.

Caritas is open.

[ETA: And I go to bed now.]

swipedthatfoot.livejournal.com

It was Claire's last day in the shop.

Well, this sucked.

She tucked a goodbye note for Ben with a little sketch of him into the cash register, then kept herself busy -- sorting clothes, shelving books, tidying up the monkey display -- and was weirdly torn between wanting the day to be over and wanting it to last forever.

[OOC: The OCD is too sad to come out and play. Open store!]

laceycantlie.livejournal.com

Quite possibly, the play last night had convinced Lacey that she should consider acting as a hobby. Or a profession. No, wait, just a hobby.

This could not remotely bode well for anyone.

Even the kitchen staff looked apprehensive.

Today's Specials
Plum Onion Turkey Sandwich
Ham and Cheese Quiche
Spinach Quiche
Chocolate Cheesecake Brownies

Now Hiring - Weekend Shifts Available!

Luke's is open, and Lacey's head is in the clouds. Which isn't anything new, exactly.

not-a-mused.livejournal.com

Between the notebook where he was jotting things down and the two books he was flipping through, Cal didn't seem to have much of an attention span for actually working today.

But when did he ever?

Today's Specials
Greek Grilled Cheese
Greek Salad
Baklava

Luke's is open!

not-a-mused.livejournal.com

Cal was spending a lot of his time at the diner toward just leaning forward on the counter and getting lost in his thoughts, nursing a bottle of pop. It wouldn't have been the first time since Wednesday that he was really wondering why he'd bothered telling Dinah about himself. He didn't have to. The only qualifications for having to tell anyone involved a relationship that he and Dinah just didn't have. Well, that, or being persistent like Ino, or in the wrong place at the wrong time like Temari...

He wondered if something unconscious was at work here, but he wasn't really sure he felt that way, or maybe he did and just didn't realize it because he was happy with Claire.

For at least a few more weeks, anyway.

And maybe that was it. Maybe he was unconsciously setting himself up for something, but, at the same time, as he thought about summer, he couldn't think of himself staying here. His mind was elsewhere, on brightly colored church domes in Turkey...

Today's Specials
Spanakopita
Oia Salad
Baklava

Luke's is open!

swipedthatfoot.livejournal.com

A Victorian dollhouse had come in with the most recent batch of new old stuff, and Claire decided to use it as inspiration to redo the front window. She carefully arranged the tiny dusty furniture and the tiny dusty family, taking a moment to nab handkerchiefs to cover the worst of the linens. The mother went in the parlor, the father in the music room, the children in the attic playroom and the baby in the tiny cradle.

When she was done, she put it on a table facing the street, with vintage children's books open to cool illustrations making up the rest of the display. She was pleased with the way it came out.

Now, the shop just needed a few customers...

[No OCD, no zombies. Thanks.]

not-a-mused.livejournal.com

Cal came into the diner for work today, whipped up some of his usuals, and then settled behind the counter with a dog-eared book.

Thrilling, his life was. Truly.

But he was definitely not complaining.

Today's Specials
Shrimp Santorini
Skorthalia
Saganaki

There was an S theme today, he guessed.

Luke's is open!

solo_sword

After being gremlin-bitten in Flight Club, two short, colorful little bears wandered out by the school gates with a mission to spread love and cheer to the whole wide world.

(In reality, they were two short human girls who thought they were colorful bears. With symbols on their tummies, mind you.)

"This place looks sad," Love-A-Lot Bear decided. "We have a lot of work to do."

[Jaina and Tahiri now totally believe they are Care Bears. Oh so open, with a warning for random hugging.]

Current Mood: cheerful

missed-the-gate.livejournal.com

John had missed out on last week's meeting, being in a galaxy far, far away and all, so he was more than happy to head down to their change of locale and order up pizza and snacks for the group.

[actual ocd, OMM GASP!]

Current Mood: energetic

not-a-mused.livejournal.com

Just another day at the diner, really, where Cal came in, spent some time getting all of his Greek specialties around, and then spent the rest of the time reading a book or futilely trying to think of an article for the newspaper. He wondered if Rikku could kick him out, on grounds of being a lazy asshole who never wrote anything. He wondered if that was just a mere glimpse into what the future held for him.

Well, at least he knew he could do some things. He could create art, as what was on display today. He'd found the sign he'd made Wednesday, and decided that made a much better specials board then just a short list of Greek stuff.

Today's Specials
Did you hear about our Merlin...?

Luke's is open!

funnyways.livejournal.com

Mina Harker wasn't particularly fond of children. However, given the alternatives, it seemed a great idea to put them through a bit of culture. Her equal partner in all of this was, of course, the most proper lady she knew of in town: Miss Elizabeth Bennet.

Together, they organized the tables (with extra tiny chairs not just for the children, but if any of the young ones had brought along Mr. Bear to enjoy the event), the tea (of all sorts), and the assorted other bits (scones, crumpets, jam, little cucumber sandwiches and the like).

They also had some rather cheap (they were messy child types, so it made sense not to make them too extravagant) gloves for the little girls, so that they could enjoy the tea properly.

If anyone acted up too much, well, there was Mina Harker on the premises.

[ooc: Up early for Slowplay and wacky justice. Ms. Bennet's involvement with player permission. ~~Hold up for OCD.~~ Open for your tea needs!]

not-a-mused.livejournal.com

At some point in the day, Callie had decided to go exploring a little and she wound up at the pet shop, instantly enthralled by all of the animals. The kittens were nice and the puppies were cute, but there was one pet in particular that held her in rapture. Her mouth formed a little O and her finger pressed on the glass before her nose followed suit.

"Aldigator!"

She was going to be there for a while.

"Him just a yittle guy. Him a baby."

[[ Obligatory for the PB. Either way, pet shop is oooopeeeeen! ]]

swipedthatfoot.livejournal.com

So far, 19* was treating Claire pretty well, Friday the 13th birthday or no. After bowling in gym class, she'd talked her mother out of opening the UCLA envelope that had come for Claire and into forwarding it to her at school, then she'd gotten a box of gifts from her family. She wore the scarf David had sent her around her neck as she picked Cal up at the diner, and she had to admit the sign made her feel pretty special.

Of course, she couldn't just tell him that and leave it there.

"If you make the mariachi guys sing to me, I'll stab you with a spoon," she lovingly informed him as they were shown to their seats.

[OOC: *I think Claire's several months older than she should be, but 3/13/83 is the birthdate in her obituary, so canon is canon, even if the writers ignored her grade and how old she implied she was onscreen in picking it. La. Anyhow, for Caaaaaaal and probably SP, though the restaurant's a public place.]

not-a-mused.livejournal.com

So, Cal really shouldn't have been surprised that something like his girlfriend's birthday would align with Friday the Thirteenth. Not that he was a particularly superstitious guy or anything, but he was already slightly nervous about the whole thing, which was stupid. It was just dinner, right? Forget the fact that he'd promised to make something for Claire and had to bear the brunt of possibly embarrassing himself immensely by finishing up that story and having it ready for her. It was a good story, though; he just hoped it wasn't too cheesy.

He did have a back-up, too, which caused him to spend a bit more time than usual in the kitchen, trying to throw together a little birthday cake for her. The food worked really well last time, so he figured it couldn't hurt.

Today's Specials
Happy Birthday, Claire!
Anything Red i 25% off today.
No, ketchup doesn't count

Luke's is open!

not-a-mused.livejournal.com

Beyond the usual, initial cleaning stuff, getting things set for any saganaki orders, and putting together today's baklava, Cal didn't feel like doing much at work today besides leaning back with a book and waiting for customers.

And, considering how much he enjoyed it, he decided that he wasn't going to feel bad about it. Not that he probably could if he tried.

Today's Specials
Kounelli Fournou
Saganaki
Baklava

Luke's is open!

wantstodirect

Geoffrey wasn't in the theatre when Tony arrived. The theatre didn't have any sporting arenas installed, so Tony figured Geoffrey was probably no more insane than usual. He got out his script, figuring he could help the actors run through the scenes until the director arrived.

[~~Wait for OCD!~~ Up!]

Current Mood: working

bigdamnprincipal

Even with the sun out, it was still fairly chilly on the causeway, creating a brisk reminder of what everyone would be leaving behind for the next week as they traveled through the Caribbean.

As the students, teachers, and guests gathered to wait for the portal to Florida, everyone was given a copy of their lodging information and a trip itinerary to peruse:

Eastern Caribbean Cruise Itinerary (7 Days)
Sunday: Portal to Ft. Lauderdale, Florida (Ship departs 5:00PM)
Monday: Princess Cays, Bahamas (Docked 9AM - 5PM)
Tuesday: At Sea
Wednesday: St. Maarten, Netherlands Antilles (Docked 9AM - 5PM)
Thursday: St. Thomas, U.S. Virgin Islands (Docked 9AM - 5PM)
Friday: Grand Turk (Docked 9AM - 5PM)
Saturday: At Sea
Sunday: Portal back from Ft. Lauderdale, Florida (Portal opens 7AM)

[OOC: Up early for SP! The cruise posts are up now as well: rooms are here and the ship is here. Please check to make sure that you have a room assignment, and let us know if you were accidentally left off. Also, make sure you have

fh_trips friended so you'll see the rest of the posts this week!]

not-a-mused.livejournal.com

It didn't take long into the day to realize that even a small staff of sexually frustrated males plus cooking things was not a good combination, and the increasing number of overcooked food, scorched burgers, and grease fires was keeping Cal pretty busy in the back with a fire extinguisher.

Today's Special
Anything smoked

Luke's is open!

[[ and OCD-free, as my availability is awful until probably later evening ]]

yourwhiteknight.livejournal.com

So far disaster hadn't struck and it seems that the StuCo wasn't tempting fate with the choice of decor. Good thing. It would suck to have an invasion before everyone got lucky on Valentine's Day.

There was still plenty of food to eat, dances to be had and, hey, it looked like someone spiked the punch.

[You are some damn talky people. This is your mirror post (possibly not your last) for the dance. ~~Wait for the~~ OCD ~~or you'll have me to deal with and I fight dirty~~ up!]

[Quick links: Mingling, Food, Shadowy Corner, Chaperones, Dancing, OOC

not-a-mused.livejournal.com

Sitting on the counter of the diner was a little bell and a sign asking potential customers to ring it for service, because Cal was actually very busy in the kitchen for a change. Not because he was actually helping with the normal load of work. No, he was just being very resourceful and using the privacy of the kitchen, as well as the extent of the supplies and the availability of ingredients to try and whip something different and special and cool for Claire for Valentine's Day.

Today's Specials
Baked Arichoke Hearts, har har
Saganaki, burns like fiery passion
Baklava, honey for your honey.

Shut up; you love the cheese.

Luke's is open.

swipedthatfoot.livejournal.com

Once Claire had disentangled herself from Chuck, Temari and Francine ~~in a scene still being played~~, she went to her room to shower and put on clothes that were not covered in squashed M&Ms.

Work, she supposed, called, and, in the end, she was only an hour or so late. Maybe more like two hours.

She shook her head at the boarded-up window when she got in, and, taking note of Ben's attempt to post pictures of the inside of the store, started to work with an old Polaroid that still had several shots worth of film in it. She added her attempts at artistic close-ups of certain vintage items to what was becoming quite a mural on the boarded window.

[OOC: Open store, no OCD.]

intraspective

Ino all but bounced into work today, the fact that hopefully Cable-san wouldn’t be able to poke at things he wasn’t supposed to making her slightly giddy. And hyper. Even without her adding a hot chocolate to her energy levels.

She flitted around the store, rearranging things in a fit of productivity, and fussing with her plants while baby talking to them. Shut up. They loved it.

Wellspring Arms is Open.

suit-of-sables.livejournal.com

The door was open, but there was no way they were having rehearsal.

"Okay, people. Today we're... going to dissemble a curling rink, get it out of my theatre, and do all the mopping up after. If you don't want to help, get the hell out, but I have beer and snacks afterwards for everyone who sticks around.

"If you feel like rehearsing while you're working, please do so. But main objective is to get this thing out."

[ocd up!]

all4thewookiees.livejournal.com

Jolee came in and checked to make sure that Tino, the zombies, and T1 were all who they were supposed to be. Once he did that, he took a seat in the lounge and let Tino take care of whatever insanity might happen tonight.

[OOC: Continuing the proud tradition for this weekend of cheating and making it a mod Tino night. Jolee's in the lounge if anyone wants to talk to him specifically.]

not-a-mused.livejournal.com

He wasn't sick anymore, so Cal was thinking he had a right to be in a better mood today. Unfortunately, though, he wasn't. It wasn't notably bad or terrible, just a little blah and nothing that he could really seem to easily get out of. He tried to make himself some saganaki (lighting things on fire; a surefire mood picker-upper), but, after yesterday's history class, the attempt only made his mood worse. So now, he wasn't only feeling dejected, he was feeling a little depressed and missing his father.

Well, at least he had those Rumor Gal books that Claire got him for his birthday.

Specials
Lamb and Spinach Pie
Five-Pepper Hummus with Pita
Baklava

Luke's is open!

not-a-mused.livejournal.com

Cal didn't have much to do of interest in the diner today. A little reading, a little of attempting to write on napkins because it seemed the sort of thing really pretentious writers would do, only to discover that pens were too difficult to use on napkins, especially when he didn't have much to write. So he mostly went back to reading, and sucking down enough Faygo that he had to have the kitchen boys cover him a bit for a lot of bathroom breaks.

He told them to just shove it when they complained about how he seemed to always take so damn long.

Specials
Arnaki Kleftiko (Bandit's Lamb)
Domates Yemistes me Araka (stuffed tomatoes with peas)
Saganaki
Baklava

Luke's is open and someone was getting use out of a Greek dictionary.

bad-nose-job.livejournal.com

Boring day was boring and by the time Penelope got to work her feet were seriously dragging. Tino took one look at her and poured her usual beer and stuck an umbrella in it. She tried to look excited about that but failed miserably.

The band was playing Wilson Phillips and she had no idea who they were.

It was going to be a long night.

Caritas is open.

suit-of-sables.livejournal.com

Geoffrey opened up the theatre this morning with a bright smile on his face and a song in his heart.

He wasn't sure which song it was, but it sort of went 'do do do do doo wah' in that annoying, can't-remember-the-lyrics sort of way. It was cheerful, but really, he needed coffee.

[ocd up!]

dojima-hime.livejournal.com

Dōjima had promised Cal ice cream for his birthday, and she had meant it.

Admittedly, he probably wasn't expecting the store to be filled with balloons, streamers, and people, but Dōjima tended to be a bit of a dork about things like this, especially when it came to her friends.

Besides, he had said it was okay if she brought a small army, so inviting the entire student body was perfectly acceptable, right? Right.

[OOC: ~~Please wait for~~ mini-OCD is up!]
[ETA: Since it's starting to break my browser, have links! Socialize | Ice Cream | The Birthday Boy | Gifts | OOC |]

Current Mood: cheerful

not-a-mused.livejournal.com

Of course the power would be back on and running and fine for when Cal's shift came around Friday, giving him absolutely no excuse to skip out on work. That was just his luck, wasn't it?

In all honesty, though, he couldn't really say he minded too much. He just hoped that convention in town didn't mean an increase of foot traffic and he could just spend most of the day reading over his part for the play.

Today's Specials
Moussaka
Saganaki
Amigdalota

And, at some point during the day, the entrance to the diner was flanked with expressively sick and terrified snowmen, to serve as harbingers of warning for those who may day to enter and eat.

Oh, the things Cal did just to not be bothered at times.

Luke's is open!

minnesota-teen.livejournal.com

Being from Minnesota meant that Amber was totally used to the cold and snow and the occassional power outage. But when she got to the store she found out the generator was broken by way of Apu, who (kind of oddly) was standing behind the counter wrapped up in a red Snuggie. Raising her brows she decided she'd just stay in her coat, scarf, and mittens. But wow, what a great selling item, yah?

On Sale Today!
Half Off SNUGGIES!
It's a Blanket! With Sleeves!

Today's Squishy Flavors: Snow, Red Snow, Yellow Snow

Turtle & Canary is open!

intraspective

Okay, seriously, Ino liked the cold. What she did not like was a lack of heat inside. What did the power do to deserve that? She was totally sulking. Compounding that was the fact that she’d actually, you know, had to go outside and then was actually expected to work.

Ino was so totally bundled up today with a scarf and mittens and a hat (and, in a fit of trying to entertain herself, the red hoodie that Romeo had lent her eons ago and she'd just, uh, forgotten to give it back), and once the utter basics of keeping the shop looking good were done she tracked down the spare blanket and huddled under it in Cable-san’s chair.

Wellspring Arms is Open.

swipedthatfoot.livejournal.com

It was freezing and dark and Claire had decided the snow could just go back where it came from, thanks, as she opened the store. She'd seen it now, and she wasn't much of a fan.

Inside the shop, she busied herself putting the entire stock of blankets and winter coats in the window. It might help her actually sell something, and moving helped her keep warm.

[OOC: Open and OCD-free!]

not-a-mused.livejournal.com

Flipping through a copy of Harry V and pondering what sort of clubs might be awaiting for him at the club fair when his shift got over, Cal settled in for what he hoped would be a pretty easy shift.

Assuming no one actually bothered ordering anything on the special's board, anyway.

Specials
Whale blubber en flambe
Whale blubber salad
Whale blubber crepe Susette

Luke's is open!

perfectmissyork.livejournal.com

It was the first opening of the year, and so Charlotte had made sure that everything was running smoothly and perfectly for it. Big (but not gaudy!) signs and bright lights to draw attention to the place, and enough food and snacks that she'll probably be eating the leftovers (or shipping them off to the station) for at least a week if the turn-out wasn't good.

And, at the crux of it all, in an exhibit that Charlotte found very thematic for winter was Chris Larson's Deep North, in a collection of photo graphs, sketches, multimedia videos and one very large contraption in the very center.

Charlotte really couldn't have imagined a better exhibit.

And she was also exceedingly glad that almost all of her clothes were dry-cleaned.

The York Gallery is open!

[[ up early because it can be! OCD ~~coming~~ up! ]]

not-a-mused.livejournal.com

If it looked like Cal was just leaning back and reading behind the counter in between customers...

...well, it was pretty much true. But he was thinking as well! Deep, meaningful, makes-it-hard-to-multitask thoughts.

Really!

Special
Chicken Pita Souvlaki
Avgolemono Soup
Baklava

Luke's is open.

not-a-mused.livejournal.com

Yes, it was Friday, and, yes, Cal was working at the diner, but, no, he wasn't so late for his job that it had crossed over into the next day. He simply vied for a different day for his shifts once he realized that his Thursdays were only getting busier with two of the classes he wanted to take on that day.

So far, he was liking Fridays. Who cared if he'd only been there for a few minutes?

Today's Specials
Saganaki to help bring in a new year and a new day.
Opa!

Luke's is open!

bluth-illusions.livejournal.com

Signs had been ~~handwavily~~ put up around town throughout the day indicating that this was the place and this was the time. New Year's Eve in Fandom, in one of the abandoned warehouses (although it had been tidied up and decorated). Showgirls carrying champagne flutes, a live band playing, and a big glowy ball hanging from the rafters with a countdown clock displayed.

It was time for G.O.B. Bluth's New Year's Illusionin' Eve! Brought to you by a Host Named G.O.B.! Making his triumphant return to Fandom! Exclamations!

[OOC: Up early to accommodate all of you silly people who have work, timezone issues, or social events. Post is open to students, teachers, townies, alum, and ex-pats! ~~Kindly wait for OCD.~~ OCD is up! Have at it!]

not-a-mused.livejournal.com

Even if talking to Amber last night hadn't made Cal feel a little better, he wouldn't have had much concentration for being maudlin today, anyway. He knew that he knew his part practically backwards and forwards, but he was still spending his time behind the counter and between customers going over his lines, going over blocking in his head and Don Sancho's gestures. He almost wished he could just fast-forward through the day and get to the damn thing, but, unfortunately, he couldn't, and so he was left to pacing and gesturing between burgers.

Or, really, pitas, since there seemed to be an inexhaustible supply of flat bread around, so Cal figured he might as well make that the special. And some fresh hummus.

Luke's is open!

intraspective

...there was a snowman in the middle of the store. A snowman. In the middle of the store. Ino finished shutting the door, and skirted around the snowman so she could get to the counter, glancing back at it dubiously as she did so.

Alrighty then! She settled in, flipping the sign to open, and pulled out one of her notebooks. The information Reno had given her was far more interesting than mulling over what Ghanima-sensei had said for the moment.

Covent Garden Flowers

Eliza Doolittle, prop.
Fresh flowers from nosegays to bouquets!
Delivery available upon request.

Covent Garden Flowers is Open.

solo_sword

Jaina was having the start of a very bad night. Not that she knew it right now.

No, she was just walking out into the powdered sugar, standing at the perfect place to gaze out upon the pond behind her at that camera angle, gazing out to where the sunset would have been if it hadn't already happened. Though it should be noted that the moonlight still illuminated her features perfectly.

"Neeeeeeeeeeeeeear, faaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaar, whereeeeeeeeeeeeeeeveeeeeeeer you aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaare..."

[OPEN. I've had a bad ~~day~~ month which has culminated in a dinner of Oreo cookies dipped in boozed up egg nog. If you don't get sang at, I will have to send other girls. And if I still need happy, who knows, maybe Buffy will end up as Whitney Houston. YOU DON'T KNOW.]

Current Mood: perfect omg

not-a-mused.livejournal.com

"Here's a lesson," said Kurt Vonnegut from the pages of the book Cal was reading at work today, "in creative writing. First rule: Don't use semicolons. They are transvestite hermaphrodites representing absolutely nothing."

Well, then, if that wasn't a statement to inspire Cal to put as many semicolons into his writing as humanly possible, he didn't know what would be. The point, however, was that he was actually writing, in between this task or that and reading through the book.

He actually thought he might have something good, too. Only problem was that he had no idea who he could pester into reading it to let him know.

Today's Specials
Medetteranean Wraps
Greek Salad
Saganaki

Luke's is open!

[[ no OCD as I've had a craptastic day. Distractions are encouraged, because, OMG, but I might drop off without warning due to super-ungodly plague ;_; ]]

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It was previews tonight, so while there was a bit of nervousness, there wasn't the electricity of opening night. There was just the theatre with the chairs set up and the set made to resemble the very town they were in and oh my god they were up to previews.

Geoffrey was like a live wire, a wolf on the hunt, the scent of opening night in his noise and out in his hair and down his spine and he loved it, absolutely loved it.

"We're getting started, folks..."

[ocd ~~coming~~ up!]

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Crisis temporarily averted but likely to cause a great deal of distress in much later hours, Cal and Claire had made their way to the bowling alley, which reportedly also had arcade games, on the great search for Ms. Pac Man.

Or as Cal had fondly grown to calling it: Claire Needs to Lay Off the Strong Shit.

"Okay," he said, scanning some of the machines. "We're look for a bow?"

[[ for the daaaaaaaaate! But, of course, also open for any bowling and arcade needs! ]]

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