sheldon_cooper (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} sheldon_cooper) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} omega_reality,@ 2012-10-07 12:35:00 |
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Who: Sheldon, Alexis, maybe others
Where: Team center
When: Lunch time of course, October 7, 2012
Summary: Some things never change.
It hadn't taken Sheldon long to pack his things in Vermont. Aside from clothes and his laptop and some other gadgets, he didn't have much. It wasn't like back home where he had comic books and action figures and video games and books and Leonard to move. Home seemed like such a distant memory, almost like it had never happened. He had been here almost a year and a half. What had began as completely surreal was now completely normal.
Of course what had really bothered Sheldon was having to pack stuff that wasn't his back in Vermont and now having to unpack things that wasn't his and help clean things. He didn't understand why they just couldn't let him do dimensionally transcendental science. He was also disappointed with himself, because he had swore when they moved to Vermont that that would be his last move in this dimension before he took them to another dimension. He didn't care about official estimates and what other people thought would take several more years to figure out. He was going to figure this out. But how was he going to do that when he had to do peasant work?
"What an ingrate," Sheldon said as he sat down next to Alexis and then he held his burger up to the light. "Does this look like it was cooked to at least 344.261 degrees Kelvin to you? I would almost swear it looks like it was only cooked to 49.73 degrees Delisle" He loved mixing his measurements especially with esoteric ones that most people had never heard of, like the Delisle measurement of temperature.