Fandom Radio, Wednesday 8/30
Wednesday, August 30th, 2023 08:11 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
*trilling*
No I wasn’t kidnapped last week. Maybe Leroy just wanted to avoid me. Who can say? Or perhaps it was simply Clint’s turn for a day. I’m certainly not going to question not being accosted by you all.
Not many notes from yesterday since we have nothing from the school because it’s break week and nothing from the dorms because we rarely do. I’m sorry, intern porg. Perhaps with new classes starting up you’ll have better luck.
We do have a few notes from the town at least. Gladio and Sonja found chickens in the gym in the morning who were, apparently, “working on their pecks” and “winging it.” And the porg is doing some sort of dance now and I’m confused. Fine. Summer had a new outfit to show off which I appreciated and told her I’d missed her an-
*door slamming*
And there goes Leroy. That’s fine. Nell wondered if the chickens were there to provide eggs for Cup Noodle™. And Steve came in as well so Gladio could tell more chicken jokes.
Ignis did not have to deal with chickens at the diner, or with any pumpkin spice because he seems to think it’s too early for that flavor. He did have plenty of tomatoes for any customers. Meanwhile, Wanda thought that it was definitely pumpkin season and was getting ready to decorate Jeff when Steve came into say hello and offered a suggestion for a new costume.
Amaya worked on an order involving a tiny metal hand at the Forge which I’m having trouble picturing but perhaps I’ll be able to see it if I do end up going there to hammer things.
Nell had plenty of lemon juice at Plant Parenthood, followed by plenty of lemon desserts at her home later in the evening to share with Gladio, and with Ignis as well.
Charlie had a usual sort of shift at Groovy Tunes without any animals or excess foods. And finally, at Rosa’s office, Arthur seemed to be playing cards by himself. I suppose it must have been quiet there as well.
That seems to be all. I wonder if Anakin has terrible things planned for the last Wednesday of the summer…
No I wasn’t kidnapped last week. Maybe Leroy just wanted to avoid me. Who can say? Or perhaps it was simply Clint’s turn for a day. I’m certainly not going to question not being accosted by you all.
Not many notes from yesterday since we have nothing from the school because it’s break week and nothing from the dorms because we rarely do. I’m sorry, intern porg. Perhaps with new classes starting up you’ll have better luck.
We do have a few notes from the town at least. Gladio and Sonja found chickens in the gym in the morning who were, apparently, “working on their pecks” and “winging it.” And the porg is doing some sort of dance now and I’m confused. Fine. Summer had a new outfit to show off which I appreciated and told her I’d missed her an-
*door slamming*
And there goes Leroy. That’s fine. Nell wondered if the chickens were there to provide eggs for Cup Noodle™. And Steve came in as well so Gladio could tell more chicken jokes.
Ignis did not have to deal with chickens at the diner, or with any pumpkin spice because he seems to think it’s too early for that flavor. He did have plenty of tomatoes for any customers. Meanwhile, Wanda thought that it was definitely pumpkin season and was getting ready to decorate Jeff when Steve came into say hello and offered a suggestion for a new costume.
Amaya worked on an order involving a tiny metal hand at the Forge which I’m having trouble picturing but perhaps I’ll be able to see it if I do end up going there to hammer things.
Nell had plenty of lemon juice at Plant Parenthood, followed by plenty of lemon desserts at her home later in the evening to share with Gladio, and with Ignis as well.
Charlie had a usual sort of shift at Groovy Tunes without any animals or excess foods. And finally, at Rosa’s office, Arthur seemed to be playing cards by himself. I suppose it must have been quiet there as well.
That seems to be all. I wonder if Anakin has terrible things planned for the last Wednesday of the summer…