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justwantsquiet.livejournal.com

Sookie was overdue for a visit to the island, anyway, but yesterday she'd sent a text to people who, you know, she thought might want to know about her new jewelry and all. Granted, she'd been really vague -- generally they fell along the lines of 'i've got something to teeeeeeeeell yooooou and i'll be on the island tomooooooooorow if you can make it but she was pretty sure that caginess wasn't going to last too long.

Particularly considering how she'd ordered her coffee while using her left hand as much as she possibly could. So what if she was a rightie? She was learning to be ambidextrous. For the moment, while she read a book and waited for some of her non-vampiric friends to possibly swing by (Eric, naturally, was kind of going to be more of an evening thing), she kept her hand under the table. Not like, in a weird way. But it was a surprise, okay? A surprise. (To no one. Shh.)

[100000% open, naturally, though I'm sort of in and out all day due to this being my last day in Alabama before I head back north.]

glacial_queen

Sure, with the advent of wee tinies, some of the booths in this section of the park had changed, but the spirit was still the same. Edible glitter and pictures of the huggable werewolf decorated the new and exciting hugging booths (cootie shots optional), dunk tanks (swimmies not optional), and pie tossing books. There were plenty of games and activities to be distracted by in the main carnival, and hopefully little attention spans would remember to head this way before their favorite targets left.

[Post I | Hugging Booths | Dunk Tanks | Pie Toss | OOC]

hasadestiny

Glitter seemed to be a theme of the evening. There was glitter on the posters covering the walls, glitter on the plants printed on table cloths. Glitter on the fake full moon hanging in place of a mirror ball.

And of course, glitter on the banner hanging above the entrance.

Welcome to Homecoming 2012

Become a (wo)man.

Become a wolf.

Current Mood: excited

justwantsquiet.livejournal.com

Sookie had died last week. That probably entitled her to being able to eat a ton of cupcakes, right? Like, all the cupcakes.

Okay maybe not all of them, but she was curled up at a table with a pretty intense assortment of them and a chocolate milk (see, wholesome), and, of course, her phone.

She'd hesitated over sending the text to a few of her friends, but she figured she ought to get the word out to people she hadn't seen last night -- there might be people who didn't know she was okay, and honestly, she wasn't sure she was. But at least she was alive, and from what she could tell, the dying-in-an-alternate-universe thing kind of freaked out a few people.

[open! if you think you got a text, you did. :)]

puppywithatutu.livejournal.com

There was no bouncer at the entrance to the Community Center, all the better for any underclassmen to sneak into the night's festivities and pray that their own official final dance in Fandom would be half so...red. To be technical, the shade was rust.

Thankfully to the more practical among the StuCo Prom Committee, the Mars theme lended itself to plenty of starry twinkle lights and a decadant foggy mist rising from the dance floor that might just help the chaperones in their quest to look the other way when students got too handsy. That was really all that mattered at an event like this. Well, other than the food on hand and the ability for the punch to merge well with whatever spirits were 'accidentally' dropped into over the course of the evening.

For this was a night to be remembered! Even if all that stuck in the memories of the students was the terrifying spacemen floating around the giant papier mache Mars that dangled in place of a disco ball over the dance floor. Or perhaps it would be the fantastic flavor of the fiery fountain of cherry pie filling. Fake fire, of course, but the filling? Totally real and delicious. Even if it looked a little too much like fiery blood for some people.

Welcome to your 2012 Fandom High Senior Prom!

[ Arrive + Mingle | Photography | Punch + Pie | Chaperones | Dancing | Shadowy Corners | OOC1 | ~~PSST: Go vote!~~ | Post2 ]

Current Mood: pleased

brat_inslayage

Freaking finally-- two weeks ago was the last she'd heard from Portalocity about the state of the network in her dimension, but when Kennedy got the call yesterday that they were up and running she'd wasted no time booking that complimentary priority portal they promised her. Luckily it was a slow week, Slayage-wise. Nothing Willow couldn't handle if it came up-- which was about the gist of the pep talk Kennedy'd given her before leaving. Anyway, a couple of the Sunnydale vets (they called themselves, like they were Just That Qualified Already) were reasonably close to New York in case something came up.

Ergo portal, Fandom, visit, because she'd been itching to come back for weeks now. She barely waited until she'd stepped out onto the causeway to start making calls to friends; the last half year had done nothing to make her a more patient person, sadly.

And okay, maybe it had been a long time, or maybe it was the Slayer metabolism, or both, because she'd forgotten how hungry portal travel made her, so after checking into a hotel room (she was so making the most of this visit) she headed right for J,GoB and proceeded to order... oh, about two of everything. Hey, she figured that way she could share.

She was grinning as she leaned back in her chair by the window, scarfing a muffin in between gulps of coffee. Damn, she'd missed this place.

[[so, so open. feel free to mod a call/text if you want, or, you know, public place.

eta: it's probably worth noting, as a warning, that all threads contain at least some reference to kennedy's recent canon catchup, so there is mention of violence. also, kennedy's conversation with tara(for the sake of my brain let's say that one's last) contains in-depth discussion of death and is kind of heavy, so consider that a content warning.]]

chief-cheerio.livejournal.com

The glitter moosen and beavers had been moved to the park to stand friendly guard around a cluster of tents, tables and chairs. Underneath, the Homecoming events rolled on with another maple-themed buffet and plenty of space for standing around and chatting.

The sound system played kd lang and Leonard Cohen at a low volume, to gently welcome anyone who might have gotten into the punch last night after it was spiked. This event was decidedly hangover-friendly.

[Quicklinks: Arrive + Mingle | Food + Drink | Tables + Chairs | Rest of the Park | OOC]

Current Mood: chipper

puppywithatutu.livejournal.com

Glitter encrusted moosen stood guard in the entry to the transformed Town Hall, reminding all those in attendance that the night was about all things Canadian. Or things the Student Council had deemed Canadian - plus a whole lot of glitter.

Sparkly red maple leaves and paper geese hung from irridescent streamers, setting off the food tables as very much separate from the raised dance floor in case the terrifying papier-mâché beaver didn't make it obvious that the timbits were for eating. Or for dunking in the maple syrup fountain. Beyond pure sugar, there were plenty of bite-size portioned food and nonalcoholic beverages to push the theme into the bellies of all, no matter how tight the dresses!

Beyond the dance floor, the shadowy corners glowed with the twinkle of glittery maple leaf garland and a Joni Mitchell inspired moose that had been strategically positioned to look rather tragic in its lyric-covered glory. Yes, glory. For the evening was to be glorious. Or at the very least entertaining.

Welcome to your 2011 Homecoming Dance!

[ Arrive + Mingle | Photography | Drinks + Snacks | Chaperones | Dancing | Shadowy Corners | OOC | ~~PSST: Go vote!~~ | Post2 ]

Current Mood: shocked

rilla-myrilla.livejournal.com

There were more glittery moose decorations than you could shake a stick at (not that the Student Council recommended shaking a stick at a moose) and the slight breeze from the crisp fall day was making some of the decorative maple leaves rustle around the many booths that had been placed in the park.

After you've had your fill of games and food, who wouldn't want to throw a ball or a pie at Jamie Madrox? And other people, of course, but mostly Jamie!

[Post I | Kissing Booths | Dunk Tanks | Pie Tossing | OOC]

Current Mood: excited

charming_thief

iwishiwasbig.livejournal.com

As was traditional, the start of the end of Parents' Weekend featured plenty of food, benches, chairs, and coffee in the park. After all, the Student Council couldn't let the parents be weirded out one last time without a feast.

The sky was a little overcast, but the temperatures were still above normal, which was a lucky break for the final day of the weekend.

[OOC: Have fun!]

texted3times

Eric was taking special care around the club tonight before they opened: it wasn't that he felt the need to impress Pam, but it was just...nice to have everything appear at its best.

Which would explain why Tiny was stuffed into a black shirt and pants combination instead of his usual attire: even he wasn't going to argue with Eric when he had that sort of look in his eyes.

Eric opened the door and added a tasteful "Welcome, Visitors!" sign to it.

They'd still have to pay the cover charge. There was a limit to Eric's hospitality.

Current Mood: excited

godgavemecable.livejournal.com

The day had dawned crisp and clear, but by the time afternoon had rolled around... it was really still kind of ridiculously warm for fall. People could probably get away with not wearing a sweater, even.

Which made rather good weather for a picnic, convenient since that was the traditional way of kicking off the Fandom High Parents' (and assorted other relatives, friends, acquaintances, or sometimes even enemies, but that was harder to fit nicely on a banner) Weekend. So there were rows of picnic tables decked out in blue and yellow, laid out with just about any sort of foodstuff one could imagine. And just in case there was any lingering doubt as to the purpose of the picnic, a glittery banner (Petra's work, naturally) adorned the registration tables:
( WELCOME TO PARENTS' WEEKEND 2011! )

[ooc: ocd up! registration / security / food & drink / mingling / post two ]

capt-maxfactor.livejournal.com

Jack was behind the bar, where he had proudly put up his very own sign: HALF PRICE DRINKS IF IT'S YOUR LAST WEEK ON THE ISLAND.

Hopefully no one would take him up on it!

Tiny was not getting involved, but he would tattle to Eric if they took too hard a dip into the profits and that would be coming out of Jack's salary and not his, thank you so much

justwantsquiet.livejournal.com

It was Sookie's last shift at Luke's, ever, and it was making her a little nostalgic. Sure, she'd already yelled at the guys in the back about looking at her butt, just for old time's sake. And she was working on an apple pie, because that was probably what she'd made the most of.

But what really sealed it for her was when she went into the back to look for flower and was knocked over by a huge bag of renegade peas.

She'd miss this place.

Today's Special
Apple Pie

dabblinginbitch.livejournal.com

Ramona didn't do it often, but girl knew how to throw a party. Granted, at the age of seventeen, she hadn't been to a ton of college parties, but she'd been to enough to emulate them effectively.

She'd gotten to the beach early enough to set up a couple beer pong tables, along with one for flip cup. There were several kegs of (really, really cheap -- might as well go for the full college draw here) beer, and nearby those, she'd placed an assortment of liquors and mixers. There was no bartender or anything for this party -- not only to fit with the theme, but also because Ramona was cheap and practical. See also the traditional red party cups she'd gotten for their drinks!

There were, however, tiki torches and a bonfire, and she'd sprung for festive little umbrellas to go in the drinks. Ramona hadn't really wanted to go totally tropical for this thing, but she'd dressed relatively beachy for her -- she was wearing a sundress, at least, over her swimsuit, and she had a little white flower in her blue hair.

She was determined to make sure Kate didn't miss any of that vital college experience. Because clearly, this was the important stuff.

[up early for sp and to accommodate time zones since SOME people live in like the north pole or whatever! all students (except topher) are welcome!]

icecoldfrost

Emma could hear it.

She had no idea what 'it' was, beyond the fact it was incredibly annoying and gave her a headache. It was someone talking but you couldn't quite make out the words, or nails on a chalkboard that never varied in pitch or tone and you couldn't locate the source of the sound. So Emma did what any sane and reasonable telepath would do.

She showed up to work shiny so she wouldn't have to listen to it. Apparently people already knew something was wrong, going by the cabin evacuation, and such things were best left to the self-proclaimed 'heroes' who enjoyed running around in spandex.

The DJ was trying to play disco tunes to celebrate her sparkly state, although Emma was steadfastly refusing to spin around on the dance floor for him.

The Devil's Nest was open, and the hostess/bouncer was fully prepared to toss any icky things that showed up right back out the door. There would be none of that nonsense in this club, thank you kindly.

justwantsquiet.livejournal.com

Sookie was less than thrilled that this was still kind of a thing, all this snow and madness. She'd bundled up for a week, and already her tan was fading and her hair getting more dull.

This was the perfect recipe for some serious Sookie bitchface, no matter how positive she was trying to stay.

Today's Specials
Vanilla Maple French Toast with Warm Berry Preserves
Mustard-Roasted Chicken

justwantsquiet.livejournal.com

When Sookie wandered up to work today, she was first mostly baffled by the sign.

That, of course, was nothing when she discovered the freezer. Out of a combination of curiosity and excitement, she ended up trying to make something diverse and interesting for the specials today.

And ended up making some pie to make herself feel a little better.

Today's Specials
Andouille and Beef Burgers with Spicy Mayo and Caramelized Onions
Rum Raisin Apple Pie

capt-maxfactor.livejournal.com

"I've got a lov-e-ly bunch of coconuts...doo dee doo--" Jack sang as he came into the club, trying to lead Tiny in a waltz around the room.

That...didn't happen, so Jack settled behind the bar where his lovely bunch of coconuts would be turned into pina coladas tonight.

The Devil's Nest was open.

justwantsquiet.livejournal.com

When Sookie arrived at work today, she was immediately smacked in the face with an orange slice. What she'd initially had viewed as the staff being obnoxious turned out to be a rebellion of oranges.

Why, she didn't know. What she did know was that she was going to be spending her shift packing them into crates, while being soaked in orange juice.

The joys of the island.

Today's Specials
Orange Cake
Orange Tart with Orange Cream and Pistachios
Mahi-Mahi with Orange, Avocado and Red Onion Salsa

[I am in and out all night so mod for speed!]

justwantsquiet.livejournal.com

Sookie, who had spent her morning tanning before heading into work -- bless you, sunshine, for making a reappearance -- felt like the new, beautiful location called for some themed specials.

Today's Specials
Cowboy Burgers
Colorado Cowboy Cookies

[the ocd was lassoed and hog-tied]

justwantsquiet.livejournal.com

What with finally being somewhere warm, Sookie had sort of been looking forward to the idea of going to tan on the beach today.

Maybe tomorrow, given that she had to do silly things like work. Even if she did like her job.

Today's Specials
Farmer's Market Salad with Spiced Goat Cheese Rounds
Cold Noodle Salad with Ponzu Sauce

[sorry for the lame, late, ocdless post omgggggggg.]

justwantsquiet.livejournal.com

Sookie was, frankly, getting tired of having to deal with more Vikings than usual. The one was enough.

She was also tired of being cold. It was May. This kind of weather was nothing short of pure wrongness this time of year.

It was a good excuse to eat soup, sure, and Bobby was happy, but she needed some warmth soon, please and thanks.

Today's Specials
Clam and Oyster Chowder
Chocolate Caramel Pecan Pie

[ocd was eaten by the cold omg.]

justwantsquiet.livejournal.com

When Sookie arrived at the diner, there was a lot of shouting going on in the back.

Sookie, of course, did go back there to check what was going on, but when she found the source of the problem, she turned right back around and went back out front. Did she need to know why there was a three-foot high pile of cooked rice pouring off the stovetop? Nope. She just needed to know they were going to clean it up, and she wouldn't have to. Because so help her, she wasn't.

Today's Specials
Banana Nut Macadamia Nut Muffins
Open Face Crab Burgers with Red Pepper Dressing
Grilled Chicken Summer Salad

redheadbabyvamp.livejournal.com

Jessica was a tiny bit bummed out about graduation. She'd never finished high school due to the whole being transformed into a vampire. It had never bothered her before -- school was boring, after all, and being a vampire was so much more cool than school. But it was something she'd never get to do now, and just a tiny part of her felt sad about that.

Whatever. She threw off the mood and busied herself tidying up the bar.

Current Mood: blah

justwantsquiet.livejournal.com

After last week, Sookie was kind of taking solace in the simple things. Like opening the diner. Like putting together specials. Like telling a cook that she'd tell his girlfriend if he didn't stop thinking about her ass.

Good times.

Today's Specials
Coffee-Rubbed Cheeseburgers with Texas Barbecue Sauce
Sweet Potato Fries with Garlic and Herbs

[open and sailing OCD-free.]

rilla-myrilla.livejournal.com

Rilla was probably a little stickier than the traditional bride normally was (she'd had cotton candy. And ice cream. And a couple of cookies. Look, Warren and Karla's party had good food), but she was sure she looked beauuuuuuuutiful in her wedding gown made of a bedsheet and her window curtain veil.

She had flowers that she'd taken from the ground (with most of the dirt taken off of them, even!) and had even found a very nice--if a little confused--man to perform the ceremony!

And after she was done gettin' married, she would be more than willing to share her wedding dress with anyone else who wanted to get married! Weddings for everyone!

Life was pretty easy when you're six.

[OOC: Pls wait for tiny ocd...]

Current Mood: excited

glacial_queen

Due to any number of factors, Karla and Warren had been planning to celebrate their shared birthday a little early this year. They didn't want to interfere with people's graduation or vacation plans, as a last hurrah before finals, making sure their off-island friends would be able to attend ~~mun failure at remembering her own character's birthday~~, all of these had convinced them to throw their birthday party a few days before it actually occurred. As a party, it was intended to be just as much of a celebration of the approaching end of the semester as a birthday party.

What they hadn't intended was the entire island turning into small children over that same weekend. It was a good thing that credit cards and bank accounts had already been charged before hand, or things might have gotten really awkward. As it was, the company hired to make sure the party went off without a hitch got to Fandom, set-up, and drove off before realizing that anything was amiss.

Which was probably for the best, as it meant they didn't have to watch their equipment become slowly transformed into kidlet-appropriate games and activities by Fandom's magic. What had been a party setup designed to appeal to a bunch of jaded teens had become a brightly-colored wonderland of kids' toys.

Don't worry, though. There was still cake.

[Up super-early for epic SP!]

texted3times

The Devil's Nest generally wasn't open on Sundays but this being a special occasion weekend (and Eric being a little busy sleeping to have caught the brunch), he decided to open the club up tonight anyway.

The DJ wasn't on duty, but Eric had unearthed a jukebox from ~~Bubba~~ somewhere, and while the music was a little Elvis Presley-centric, it was very danceable all the same.

Drop in for a drink before you head for your home dimensions!

bigdamnprincipal

Although the weekend was almost over, the esteemed alumni of Fandom High were not getting away without one last get-together. The park had been deemed too cold for the event, so the community center had been set up again with tasteful blue and yellow streamers and real flowers on the tables, although there might have been a few paper flowers still lying around from last night too.

There was plenty of food just waiting to be eaten, and if someone asked nicely, they might be able to acquire a drink or two as well. It was five o'clock somewhere.

mouthy-merc.livejournal.com

If anyone could recall the dance from the night before, they would have thought that it was decorated tastefully compared to what was going on tonight. There were streamers, balloons and what appeared to be paper flower ornaments everywhere. All done in yellow and blue for the proud graduates of Fandom High, of course.

And there were the 'classic' songs from twenty years ago blaring loudly for people to dance or cringe to. Who knew Ke$ha and Justin Bieber would get to be classic pop music for future generations?

Just be glad there is an open bar.

Arrive/Pick Up A Name Tag | Dance Floor | Open Bar | Dark Corners

endsthegame

The first arrivals to the warehouse would have found nothing - until the lights went on, dropping many shades of glitter down onto the floor. The glitter would stick around all night, almost-but-not-quite clashing with the colorful decor, though it did not seem to incite any boykissy.

Even if one of the janitors definitely took a shot at using it as an excuse.

There was a karaoke booth set up in the corner, and the rest of the party environment looked chaotic and incredibly merry. Reds, blues, and yellows had been thrown together like a crazy man had attacked the place with some paint.

Welcome to your April Fools' Dance, children, adults, and alumni.

[[ ~~wait for the~~ ocd up, have at! Arrival | Food and Drink | Shadowy Corners | Karaoke | Dance Floor | Bathrooms | OOC ]]

justwantsquiet.livejournal.com

Sookie scurried into Luke's, actually not wearing a jacket!

She regretted it -- it wasn't that warm out yet -- but dammit, she was going to declare it spring early if she wanted!

Today's Specials
Roasted Asparagus Salad with Tangerine Dressing
Black Sea Bass with Sweet and Sour Orange Rhubarb Sauce

[omg I am basically Sookie these days. Also, ocd absent because I fell asleep for three hours today. :/]

fratboybitch.livejournal.com

After what was sure to be a busy day of catching up with family and guests, the local community center was lit up and now open for everyone to come enjoy the party. The decorations inside weren't overly garish or weird and long tables dotted with food and drinks lined the walls. Music was playing and a disco ball spun in the middle of the dance floor.

The night was young and the party was about to get into full swing! Come stop by!

[OCD is a go! Food & Drinks | Mingle | Dance | OOC]

Current Mood: amused

icecoldfrost

It was Emma's first night at work, and so she was posted at the coat check; taking covers, checking IDs and being a lovely hostess. Tiny was keeping an eye on her from the bar, in case anyone gave her a problem, but Emma didn't anticipate anything truly vexing on a Tuesday night.

The music was pumping and the lights were low. The Devil's Nest was open.

Current Mood: pleased

justwantsquiet.livejournal.com

While Sookie was, by no means, ready to even start thinking about kids, saying goodbye to Henry, Dahlia and Alve had been much harder than she'd remembered. (Especially Henry, but that was more due to the fact that his was the only possible future, as far as she knew.)

And due to some sort weird feeling, Sookie made sure the specials were kid-friendly today, too. Just because.

Today's Specials
Creamy Tomato Soup
Macaroni and Cheese

[ocd ran away with my attention span....]

texted3times

//I still don't understand how you exist//, Eric was muttering at a tiny blond boy who was drinking from a mug of hot chocolate roughly the size of his head. (Eric believed that since there was no way this kid was related to him, there was no reason not to get it hyped up on sugar.)

//Do you want the long version or the short?// the boy replied in perfect Swedish.

...the Swedish Eric had grown up speaking--a language that hadn't existed in millennia.

It was a good thing that he was far too ancient to spittake over new information.

He sent a slightly frantic text to Sookie as he began interrogating this tiny newcomer.

[OOC: Open!]

icecoldfrost

Luke's was hopping once the girls from the sorority arrived.

( So they say the way to a man's heart is through is his stomach. )

[OOC: Luke's is open to the public AND ready for the sorority meeting!]

Current Mood: artistic

justwantsquiet.livejournal.com

Sookie was still pulling her hair up into a ponytail when she rushed into the diner, pleased enough to be here after her absence -- and the reason for that absence -- last week. On her way in, she nearly tripped over a smallish package addressed to Lacey. It could have been the nails she'd been expecting, sure, but it more likely a book with a severely obvious purpose. Only time would tell, since Sookie didn't read other people's mail, and just stuck it behind the counter.

Today's Specials
New Orleans Corn Bisque
Mosaic Salad
Strawberry Napoleons

[I want that book for my coffee table. Thank you, Cracked, for alerting me to its existence. OCD ran away from a huge ship!]

justwantsquiet.livejournal.com

Fairy or no fairy, Southern or not, no one should have to endure what weather broadcasters whimsically called a 'wintry mix,' Sookie decided. She was bundled up tight as she hurried into Luke's little flakes of ice clinging to her hair, and on impulse, she decided that soup was going to be all she served today. Good, warm, rib-sticking soup, because she was freaking cold.

Today's Specials
French Onion Soup
Provencal Vegetable Soup
Leek and Potato Soup

Luke's was open, and warmer inside than out.

[OCD is buried under snow.]

justwantsquiet.livejournal.com

Sookie was finally feeling up to actually cooking at work, which she bounded in to do, knotting her hair back in a high ponytail. Sure, she still nursed a coffee while she worked, but that was more from staying up late than from anemia or anything.

Today's Specials
Shrimp with Garlic and Toasted Breadcrumbs
Hungarian Chocolate Walnut Torte

[ocd ran away with my gray matter. :/]

justwantsquiet.livejournal.com

While Sookie was feeling better, that didn't mean she was really up to cooking yet. So that was a task delegated to the guys in the back, while she leaned a little on the counter, drinking coffee.

Because, you know, that would help restore her blood, or something.

Today's Specials
Orange, Spiced Walnut and Cranberry Salad
Ginger Pumpkin Muffins

[OCD ran away with the spoon.]

longislandiceme

Right, so. Bobby had promised Warren a viewing of the Y-People movies, and so that is what he was going to get. Well, not all at once because six hours in a theatre was one thing if you were a comic book geek like Bobby, and another thing entirely if you were on a double-date.

Now Playing:
Y-People

[ooc: bobby is here for that girl and that guy and that other girl, but open post is open. up early for maximum play-time.]

justwantsquiet.livejournal.com

Sookie was still somewhat lethargic and wary of herself, after the ordeal in Agio. So when she meandered into work, her goal was both ease, and comfort.

Plus, you know, salad was always a smart plan, these days, what with the...planters.

Today's Specials
Autumn Farmer's Market Salad
Pumpkin Cake

[OCD ran away with the spoon omg.]

justwantsquiet.livejournal.com

Sookie was still somewhat worried about Karla, and with the weather turning cooler than she'd like, she was drawn to comfort food. Absorbing herself in cooking would distract her, and making the food rich and warm and fall-like would make her feel at least a little better.

Today's Specials
Warm Butternut Squash Salad with Tahini
Pumpkin Pie Cupcakes

[omg that blog. *shakes fist*

sith_happened is responsible for how I have no life anymore and now want to make my own granola.]

justwantsquiet.livejournal.com

Given how cold it was outside -- by Sookie's insanely high standards -- she decided, as she wandered in today, that it was a good day to start breaking out the warm and cozy types of food. Even if it was only like a week into autumn. Sue her, she was a summertime girl.

Today's Specials
Broccoli Soup with Cheddar Cheese
Chai-Spiced Hot Chocolate

[omg no OCD from me toooodayyyyy. Sleepy. Will return from nap around 7ish EST!]

weetinyreese.livejournal.com

As the sun started to go down, the party was only just getting started. The Fandom Community Center was set up and well-lit to receive this weekend's guests. The bar was open and there were nibblies and appetizers on offer all evening. Music was playing most of the night, but not loud enough to hamper conversation. Welcome to the Parents Weekend Mixer, for anyone who wanted to stop in and share in some good company and good cheer!

justwantsquiet.livejournal.com

Sookie found herself a spot to wait, after texting Eric her location (on a park bench. ffs can't you just smell me or something?) She tried not to tap her foot with anxiety, but it was a hard thing. She was still sort of worried that somehow, having the vampires here would merge the two worlds she did her best to keep separate.

It would have been so much easier if she'd just gotten Jason to come. Sure, Bobby would have been threatened with bodily harm, but otherwise, everyone would have just had a nice weekend with lots of beer and fried food.

Stupid vampires.

[for the two who are coming! If you'd like to meet Pam and/or Eric, feel free to assume Sookie sent you a text, too, or just wander through.]

justwantsquiet.livejournal.com

Today, Sookie decided to cash in on her inspiration from yesterday's inaugural French study group meeting.

Today's Specials
Soupe a l'Oignon - French Onion Soup
Chaussons aux Pommes - French Apple Turnovers
Pommes Frites - Classic French Fries

Two of three wasn't bad, right?

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Welcome to Homecoming 2012

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Become a wolf.