It hadn't been a bad last week in Fandom. Between being social , seals , presents , and reality TV , it was certainly memorable. Even if the good-byes weren't so much fun. There wasn't much left to pack. But Isabel was taking her time doing it. The door was open. [OOC: Good-bye post. *sniffles* Assume handwavey phone calls.] read more
"Hello, tiny children. How are you all enjoying the freezing cold? Fun, huh? Hey, remember how I'm Canadian? Even I think this is cold. That should be an indication to you all. Classes and so forth There were no classes today! Because you guys are on break and all. Sigh. It's my last week of not being a teacher. My last week of not being in charge of impressionable young minds. I feel like I should be doing something to celebrate. You know, other than drinking heavily and sleeping in late...
While Isabel did her own packing upstairs, Wyatt was finishing packing in his own room. He'd already orbed a lot of stuff home, leaving the important stuff to be taken along on the road trip. He was stalling, just a bit, distracting himself by checking his email and looking up places online they might visit on their trip. [Goodbye post -- meant to have this up much earlier, but I was traveling all day. May be SP at times because my parents will pout at me for being on the computer while I'm home...
