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Stan looked back, wondering if he would miss this crazy place or if he would end up on a couch himself, trying to explain. Well, a bit of booze and a bit of time will set things right. He had left his card at the clinic, should he be needed ( Read more... )

Stan readied himself to face the day.

Now, if he only had some patients....

...were those bears?

Stan was wearing shorts, sandals, and an ugly fishing hat as he made his way to the docks with his fishing gear, shivering a bit.

It would warm up once the sun rose. Really.

And when it did, it was a majestic sight to see the sun's rays shine over the glaciers.

...Glaciers? Oh, no.

[ooc: open!]

Stan busied himself preparing for his day at the clinic.

[afk until after midnight EST, sp is good]

Stan busied himself with the sports pages before his duties at the clinic.

Hrm. Red Wings lost.

Stan was getting ready for his shift at the clinic, wondering how long the brief notrain would hold.

Ah, a week to remember and a weekend still to go. Stan was enjoying Greece.

[OOC: establishy]

Stan was outside his house early in the morning, clutching a cup of coffee and leaning on the front porch, getting ready for his day.

Travelling island? Fantastic idea.