Room 417, Monday before classes
Apr. 3rd, 2006 06:25 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Jaye has decided she wants earplugs. So bad. So, so badly, people. They're still on Llama Llama Duck, because even the animals get meta on her.
There's a little break, and Jaye asks, "Clearing your throats for the next round?" Not that she wants to know.
There's a little break, and Jaye asks, "Clearing your throats for the next round?" Not that she wants to know.
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From: jaye.tyler@fandomhigh.com
Subject: Zzzzzzzzzzz
So... you know how I told you a couple times how that little wax lion goes ahead and tells me to do stuff and you were all "Hahahahaha very funny Jaye"? Well, he and his little friends won't stop singing. And you know what? There are animals freaking EVERYWHERE. There's no escaping it. It's interesting.
So yeah, I'm having a great time. No one would even let me sleep at work. And you're probably thinking I'm completely cra
The screen goes dark.
Jaye frowns and hits the side of the computer, because that's a good idea. After a minute, the screen flickers back on... and off again.
"Noooooooo," whines Jaye, going to bang her head against the wall. "OW," she says, glaring at the tile, because she's very tired and she can reasonably actually blame the wall at this point.
Well. Looks like she has stuff to do after classes, then.