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WTFH, Friday
Friday, July 1st, 2016 10:41 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
fjordicswaggerHey Fandom, good morning, blah blah radio chatter. Okay, here's the deal. There's no school, and the dorms were quiet, because you people were all running around town. Which is the best part of the island, so I don't blame you.
Gratuity had ice cream at the post office, which seems wrong on several levels. Dorito-Shaped Nebraska Boy came by to talk about magic mirrors. Or talking to magic mirrors. Or... look, just take it from me. Stay a mile away from a magic mirror unless you're hoping to screw yourself over.
*chittering*
... It's the *puff* shaped Steven, not the *Dorito* shaped Steve? My bad. Turns out we have differently-shaped Steves on the island, go figure.
Jono spent his time at the duck pond, trying to avoid the screaming void of stars above us, while Cecil stopped by to talk to him and immediately got drafted into the wedding.
Is that wedding like a gravity well for people or what?
Pretend I don't know the word 'gravity well'. Nerds.
Jessica had to deal with the troopers cooing over the stupid flowers outside, which I came to discuss because having several paragraphs spouting off about daisies is not professional report behavior, Ralph. Kitty was slightly more impressed, because that woman is like a ball of unflappable bred with a ray of sunshine.
And then we come to this week's reason why my co-host isn't here today, which is Anders literally washing up on shore. Apparently it's more important to Dante to spend the day calling Anders an asshole than to actually do his job. Teenagers.
Anyway, that's it. Peace out or whatever.
*click*
Gratuity had ice cream at the post office, which seems wrong on several levels. Dorito-Shaped Nebraska Boy came by to talk about magic mirrors. Or talking to magic mirrors. Or... look, just take it from me. Stay a mile away from a magic mirror unless you're hoping to screw yourself over.
*chittering*
... It's the *puff* shaped Steven, not the *Dorito* shaped Steve? My bad. Turns out we have differently-shaped Steves on the island, go figure.
Jono spent his time at the duck pond, trying to avoid the screaming void of stars above us, while Cecil stopped by to talk to him and immediately got drafted into the wedding.
Is that wedding like a gravity well for people or what?
Pretend I don't know the word 'gravity well'. Nerds.
Jessica had to deal with the troopers cooing over the stupid flowers outside, which I came to discuss because having several paragraphs spouting off about daisies is not professional report behavior, Ralph. Kitty was slightly more impressed, because that woman is like a ball of unflappable bred with a ray of sunshine.
And then we come to this week's reason why my co-host isn't here today, which is Anders literally washing up on shore. Apparently it's more important to Dante to spend the day calling Anders an asshole than to actually do his job. Teenagers.
Anyway, that's it. Peace out or whatever.
*click*