pups_dt (pups_dt) wrote in morningstar_mnr, @ 2008-03-17 12:05:00 |
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Current mood: | busy |
Entry tags: | jane, jason, jazz |
Notes Stuck to Doors
It had taken three cups of coffee and half her shift for it to really sink in. The realization was followed by an hour of heady giddiness (She'd beaten the odds! Again!) and then by the bone-crushing exhaustion that Jazz'd been pushing off since this had all began.
Luckily, that didn't last long either. She had a lot to do in 48 hours, actually less now, and she didn't have time to be tired.
On her way up to her apartment after work, with a couple of empty cardboard boxes in tow, she stopped to leave to couple of notes. Post-Its weren't great for this, but in a bright neon shade of green-how festive-and stuck at eye-level, they'd be had to miss.
Got something for you. Stop by if you get a minute. -Jazz Oh, and Happy Saint Patrick's Day.
I know you're busy, chica, but if you get a minute before you have to go stop by my place. I have something I want to talk to you about. -Jazz