( Summer Semester 2008 (Term I): )

Eventually, after a long day of discovering unusual kid parentage (at least one of which was still making her boggle, thank you), park traipsing, bug racing and unhealthy food, Mac managed to herd her two kids back to 416 ( Read more... )

Mac was woken unreasonably early by a careful prod and loud whisper of, "Mom?"

And small people. Multiple small people. Climbing on her bed. Poking ( Read more... )

Twenty four hours.

That was how long Mac had been without caffeine by this point.

She had finals to study for, damn it. She could really do without this right now.

That'd be why instead of embracing the chance for a detox, she was sitting in her room, purposely ignoring all studying and lying on her bed, idly watching Poe in his hamster lemming ( Read more... )

Once Mac was back from class, she settled in for a relaxing rest of the day. Being small was surprisingly exhausting.

She should be starting to get used to weekends like this. At least she'd spent most of Saturday in the library, and really her only memorable encounter had been playing in the park with Peter and NathanIt had been mildly less ( Read more... )

Mac woke up Friday morning to mess.

Not that there wasn't normally a certain degree of mess in the room, but at least it was usually clean. Today it was grubby, and for no particular reason as far as Mac could tell ( Read more... )

Mac spent most of the afternoon inventing. For class, but this was usually the sort of thing she actually enjoyed ( Read more... )

( Spring Semester 2008: )

Mac was pointedly avoiding anything and everything Parent's Weekend related. Her family weren't coming, so why should she deal with the hoardes of people? She was really pretty glad she didn't have her shift in the library today ( Read more... )

After a so far very quiet shift at the library, Mac was completely oblivious to anything remotely weird about today ( Read more... )