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[Nov. 8th, 2010|12:41 pm] |
*one morning, not too long before she has to head out to dance class, clicks around on the University of Ossiriand's website until she finds the right department and faculty pages*
*quickly scans the content until she comes across exactly what she's looking for—a listing of open office hours* *makes a mental note of the requisite time and location for later on*
*after dance class the same day, makes her way to the building housing the linguistics department, where she soon finds herself standing outside her grandfather's door* *raises her hand and knocks before she can lose her nerve completely* |
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[Nov. 8th, 2010|09:02 pm] |
*Leaves work early for the first time since she started there, reasoning that she's entitled given that she had to spend the best part of an hour locked in a cupboard.*
*Also decides that heading to the pub is a great idea after the day she's had; she could probably use a drink owing to the fact that she got locked in a freaking cupboard.* |
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[Nov. 8th, 2010|09:14 pm] |
*Decided to extend her sojourn in Lindon to spend some time with her father, primarily to persuade him that he really does need more in the way of furniture than a hammock and a sea-chest.*
*Has so far managed to get him to accept a sofa, a bed, a tv-stand and a tv.*
*Settles down on the aforementioned sofa and uses a crate as a table as she eats her dinner in front of the latest episode of Ancalimë.*
Dad? Is this a repeat? Or a remake? 'Cause I really think I've seen this before. |
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curious
pissed off