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Office #33: Office Hours, July 9
Anders had spent his fair share of time wandering through the teachers' office wing of the school building in his time, though most of it honestly seemed to come attached to some memory of getting in trouble.
It made this all the more surreal, pinning up sports pennants on the walls of the office -- his office, which was just insane for a guy who' ( Read more... ) -
Lawn in Front of Oviatt Library, CSUN Campus, Early Sunday Evening
Look, when you lived with the kind of people Anders did, it got really, really hard after a while to assume random weird occurrences were completely mundane, much less shrug them off and go on with your day ( Read more... ) -
Los Angeles, Hyperion, Anders, Bel, and Phoebe's Suite, Friday Morning
Anders always was the type to take his time waking up, so on any given day it'd take a bit for new information to process in the hour or so just after he opened his eyes. But when you rolled over onto your stomach and something there just didn't feel right, it sped up the processing . . . process just a bit ( Read more... ) -
Los Angeles, The Hyperion, Saturday Morning
Sam Anders had had better mornings ( Read more... ) -
Anders, Phoebe, and Bel's Suite at the Hyperion, Sunday Afternoon
Anders hated to admit it, but he'd been lax about keeping up with baseball season this year -- he blamed classes and his commute for eating up a lot of his time, really ( Read more... ) -
On a Metro Bus Somewhere Between the Valley and the Hyperion, Monday Afternoon
Anders closed his eyes and tried to tune out the annoying kids sitting across the aisle from him, humming along with a tune stuck in his head. He really needed to get an MP3 player or something, but he didn't have the money to spare yet.
Good thing about that? At least if his phone rang right now he could hear it.
[OOC: For a specific call, but ( Read more... ) -
OOC: Journal rename heads-up!
Hey guys! Shanie here. Just a heads-up that I renamed the journal formerly known as futurebucs_star.
Because, well . . . at this rate he's kind of not going to be living up to that original username. Plus. "All Along the Watchtower" lyrics. Y'know.
So yes! That's all. Same Cylon jock alum, different username. Carry on. :D
ETA: I forgot ( Read more... ) -
Piper's Room at the Arms, Monday Morning
Anders was definitely accustomed to waking up warm, snuggly, and in some generally advanced state of undress. That sensation didn't strike him as weird when he cracked open one eye this morning and pretty much gave up on the idea of continuing to sleep ( Read more... ) -
The Lobby at the Hyperion, Wednesday Morning
Anders could, when he had a mind to, be extremely stubborn. In the latest turn of events, that stubbornness had taken the form of him insisting on taking public transit to school despite the fact that Cal State Northridge was about 25 miles away, arguing that even if he had a license and a car, it'd take him half the day to find parking there and ( Read more... ) -
Neptune, California, The Apartment of Failing Structural Integrity, Monday
When Anders rolled out of bed this morning, he'd immediately yawned, rubbed his eyes, and padded out to the living room (careful to swerve that one spot where the leak had been in case bits of ceiling were still falling, only to smack his shins into the coffee table) in keeping with the pattern of the past two weeks ( Read more... )