Well. This should be interesting ( Read more... )

Angua was a little glad that the number of birthday scones from Carrot worked out to be just enough for everyone at the station, with one left over for her desk in her office. Not that she had nearly as much paperwork for her class as she did at the station, but, still, it did look quite nice with its place of honour on top of a stack of maps ( Read more... )

Angua was in her office, trying to concentrate on pulling together a lesson plan for tomorrow ( Read more... )

Glad to be in an office that wasn't so cluttered with paper that one might find missing children underneath it all, Angua was putting some of the finishing touches on her notes for the class she was supposed to teach last week ( Read more... )

She felt absolutely sacrilegious even thinking of it, but Angua reminded herself that she really shouldn't feel bad about liking her teaching office better than her desk at the station.

But her teaching office, weird as it was, was quiet and peaceful.

And completely lacking in Ralphs.

She was also working on paperwork that she somewhat enjoyed. ( Read more... )

As odd as they were, Angua sort of had to...hand it to the hands; they were incredibly useful. They reminded her a bit too much of home, but, whenever she went to do anything, there one of them was, already putting a hand into helping it with her ( Read more... )

HOLY CRAP TEACHERS!

Here's a quick and dirty post about my teachers for Fall 2010, with hopefully anything you'd need to know OOCly before putting your lucky, lucky students into one of their classes. Also, all of them are on the hunt for TAs, so if you're interested, please let me know! I'd love to have you!

( The Mad Scientist )

I really didn't want to have to do this, especially not with Cabins for Adults, but my life lately has been 100% insane and a very unexpected and absolutely ridiculous incident (let's just say it involved a door that I'm pretty sure locks itself, a broken payphone, and a two-hour walk across town without shoes) threw my carefully laid plans into a ( Read more... )

It had been many, many moons since Angua found herself this contented on the day before a full moon. Sure, there had been unexpected portals and fights with plants and burning barns, but all of that was over at the moment. At the moment, there was a warm fireplace and a comfortable rug, and Angua was curled up sleepily in front of it, eyes closed ( Read more... )

Even without everything that happened yesterday, Angua wasn't exactly one to be interested in an event where she might be expected to go about in a pretty dress and seem civil, especially not with her Favourite Week of the Month coming up. Everything that happened yesterday just gave her a convenient excuse to skip out because there were other ( Read more... )