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Jaye had had a crappy day. There was animal singing that had her out of bed at 4 am on a Saturday, there was having to head to a stupid library for research for a stupid paper, and then there was that whole thing where a shelf fell down (okay, fine, she'd had to push it down) and while it got all the people that needed to get talking to talk, it also meant someone called the cops and she had to talk to them for way too long and she'd like to just forget today happened.

Except first she had to check her mail, and by god, was she glad she did.

She'd still be having a giggle fit an hour from now.

( lalala )

After a few days of being stuck in Portalocity hell (friggin' holidays), Jaye found herself appearing just outside the Tyler house on Christmas afternoon. And she still had no idea where her luggage was, but at least she still had her carryon.

On her way to the door, she checked her phone, and blanched as she heard one of the messages. Maybe it wouldn't be too bad of her to just head back now...

Unfortunately for her, Karen opened the door before Jaye could even get her hand off the knob and flee. "Where have you been?" she asked. "You were supposed to be here two days ago."

Jaye managed a very fake smile. "Merry Christmas!"

Jaye had run into a little problem. See, she'd left Fandom, gone to LA to get some things, and attempted to get back to Niagara Falls, since she was expected to be there for Christmas and all anyway. That was on Saturday.

The problem was that it was now Monday, and Jaye was somewhere in what could have been Colonial times for all she knew on a layover, having been bumped from a previous portal. She wasn't sure where her luggage was except that she was having fun thinking it was sitting in front of Ginghis Khan's front door, which seemed about as likely as anything. She didn't really care where she was. It was a field somewhere, no one else was around, and the text message alerts on her phone kept telling her the next portal was on its way and was on time, so she wasn't moving from this spot until it showed up to take her somewhere not here.

She wondered if she could download Tetris onto her phone from here.

Jaye hadn't had nearly enough to drink last night to wake up hungover, but she still had a headache. She blamed it on the animals that had been parroting Save the doc at her every time she closed her eyes to get some sleep. Currrently she had a pillow over her head, trying to drown out the sound.

Save the doc.

"I know!" Jaye yelled into the room. "I get it! I hear you! I haven't gone deaf! I understand what you're saying! I just don't understand what you mean!"

Save the doc.

She swung her arm to knock the wax lion off the nightstand, pretty sure she heard an "Oof." That was a little disturbing.

Jaye got back from Caritas after a few shots in not much time, feeling pretty good about everything. Which was why she picked up her phone when she got to her hotel room.

( ring, ring )

So Jaye started making other calls.

The plus was, animals or no, she'd probably sleep tonight. For at least a whole five minutes. Unfortunately she wasn't that drunk.

Jaye had figured something out. Blame sleep deprivation, if you will. There was 'so late it was technically morning' and there was 'so early it was technically hell.' That was where she was now.

So she'd reported that Angelus was in a cell somewhere, so she figured while she was still nice and prepared with the water guns and... did garlic actually work? Maybe she should pay more attention. Anyway, she thought she was pretty safe right now, so that wasn't keeping her awake.

However, the animal chorus of Save the doc had turned into a chorus of "My Humps", which Jaye suspected had less to do with the whole catchy song theme of the day and more to do with them being total and complete bastards.

Current Mood: awake

After getting in to town and finding out she got here just in time for a brand new chapter of the Angelus saga when she could have been back in LA, happily doing nothing where it was nice and safe, or even packing her ass up and headeding back to Nigara, Jaye wasn't going to be sleeping well anyway.

Add to that the fact that anytime she thought she was going to drift off, she'd hear something or other pipe up Save the doc she was pretty sure she was going to have to do something drastic, like... well, something more drastic than anything her sleep-deprived brain could come up with at... what time was it again?

Save the doc.

"Screw you, it's your fault I'm here," she yelled back at it, rolling onto her side and pulling her pillow over her head.

Current Mood: tired

Jaye was having an oh-so productive day in the office. If 'productive' meant 'sitting around and catching up on TMZ'. She'd taken to screening calls under the guise that she... actually she'd just taken to screening calls. Screw guises.

Halfway through reading through the entries marked 'Celebrity Justice', Jaye heard a-

Go back to the weird place.

She looked over at the lion standing in its usual place on the desk. "Could you maybe narrow it down a little? You do realize where we are, right?"

The lion's head tilted in what could only be construed as his version of 'are you serious?'

You know which one.

It was about half a second later that it dinged in Jaye's head. "Oh, hey, okay," she said, opening up a new window to open up Portalocity. "You know, I don't mind you when you tell me things I like to hear. You should do it more often."

Current Mood: busy

Jaye could definitely hear the pounding on the bathroom door. She just pretended she didn't.

( cut for thanksgiving randomness )

Jaye was getting her own car already. She'd made that decision the instant she picked up her phone and heard Mahandra ask, "And where were you all weekend? I called four times. Maybe five. I know it was about an entire hands' worth of calling."
( cut for phone call! )

Jaye spent her weekend in the 49th century.

Jaye's weekend kicked ass.

So she was more than a little disappointed to have to go back to real life, with its work and- ugh- classes and general Jacklessness. "Sure you don't want to stay?" she asked on the way up to the front door of the hotel. "We could totally get a cool place nearby and be like a buddy comedy."

Jaye had a package delivered at the door. She didn't remember ordering anything, and she doubted anyone was sending care packages, but hey, who was she to turn down thingies?

She took a seat, opening the box with her keys, since she didn't feel like getting up to get scissors or something practical, rifling through the contents and then reading the note.

"...He wants me to play the lotto?"

[Establishy unless the LA group is around, and then subject to SP.]

This is Jaye. This is Jaye making phone calls. Yes, again.

When she's done (for now, at least), she gets up and goes to her dresser to grab the blank "Welcome to Hollywood!" postcard she'd gotten and hadn't managed to write on yet due to not having anything to say. And she still doesn't. What she ends up writing is

CALL ME!
-Jaye

with her phone number underneath, and then realizing she doesn't have an address for Jarod. So she writes "JAROD" on the address section, hopes the post office can figure out, and doesn't realize that might be a bad idea just in general.

[Open for the LA group, or should anyone feel like calling back.]

When Jaye brings her mail back up to her room, she's on the phone. "I swear I'm not making rent," she says.

"Mom and Dad paid your rent last month," says Sharon. "I thought you had a job."

"It doesn't pay that well," says Jaye, bending across the dresser to plug in her new iPod to charge. "Seriously, Sharon, I can barely eat."

"And how is that my problem?"

This would be the time that Jaye goes through her mail, and sees a certain postcard. "OhmygodSharonI'vegottago," she says, hanging up quickly.

Not that it doesn't take her that long to read or anything, but still, she needs to have her moment of glee.

After that moment of glee passes, there's a moment of "How about a return address next time!"

Current Mood: gleeful

To be honest, Jaye doesn't really care. Honestly, the only reason she even bothered to pick up any of the Barry Plodder books at all was because it was fun to bitch about them in front of fans and watch them lose it.

So ten hours after starting the damn thing, Jaye drops the book she's been reading in bed onto her lap and raises her arms in victory. "Done!!!" she says, with all three exclamation points.

And then begins to realize she forgot to do things like eat today. Oops.

[Establishy cuz I couldn't resist. La.]

Current Mood: accomplished

Just about the time it starts to get dark, there might be a familiarish voice from the hotel lobby calling "Helloooooo?"

A second later, Jaye's calling it again, this time listening for the echo. She might have to just keep doing it until someone shows, or she hears the echo. Whichever comes first.

After leaving Caritas, Jaye heads back up to the causeway, drops her bags on the ground, and sits on them while she waits for the cab.

And she dials a number.

( ring, ring )

And she hangs up right in time for the cab to pull up.

The driver puts her bags in the trunk, and Jaye gets into the backseat with the ant farm in her lap before the car drives away from Fandom.

Most of Jaye's stuff has been sent back already, but after packing up what she had in all four alcoves of Pixie D (and a goodbye to Aeryn over the alcove walls that was along the lines of "Good riddance!" "Die in a fire!"), it's time to head back to the dorms for the rest, most of which are somehow still stuffed animals. Which might be a sign she has too damn many of them.

At least they're not talking to her. It's hard to pack when you're threatening inanimate objects.

[Goodbye post, woe!!]

In the last week, Jaye's said goodbye to Jack, Sam, Kawalsky and Angela. Which is kind of depressing.

On the bright side, it means that she's the last one in the entire D portion of the cabin. Which is why everything she brought with her is now being spread out over the other three alcoves. Just because she can.

She's gonna stop bitching about the cabins now.

[Open if you want!]

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