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In room... 238? 239/240? Who the hell knows anymore....
May 02, 2006 08:42
Marty is in the middle of typing up his sociology term paper when his cell phone begins to vibrate across his desk like it was some kind of bug. Catching it quickly he checks the caller ID and frowns.
"Hello?"
"Martin?"
"Yis?"
(
It's Dr. Oatman.
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marsheadtilt
May 2 2006, 12:55:12 UTC
[best. conversation. EVER. and yay business trip!]
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janet_fraiser
May 2 2006, 13:06:00 UTC
OOC: Marty owes Susan so much chocolate for putting up with his neuroses.
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susanofnarnia
May 2 2006, 18:18:18 UTC
[ooc: Susan: *bitchslaps Oatsman, zomg. heh.*]
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nadiathesaint
May 2 2006, 13:09:43 UTC
{ooc: You know, headdesking like that burns 150 calories an hour. . . .]
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