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fandom_radio2015-06-22 11:38 pm
voiceoverdue) wrote in fandom_radio2015-06-22 11:38 pm
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Fandom Radio, Tuesday, June 23rd
Good morning, Fandom; Cecil here. Is it just me, or are yurts really uncomfortable to sleep in? *yawn* I'm just going to go through all this and then...probably go back to sleep.
Oh, who am I kidding? I'm calling ♥Carlos♥, and I'm going to be very stern with him until he tells me what's going on back home. Right. Okay, I can do this.
So. There were no classes or anything, because they're over for now.
In the Mongolia yurt, Flick had a headache and was texting, when Isabelle came back. She was not impressed with the whole 'yurt' thing, but told him she may have found him a place in New York and they're starting a Shadowhunter school there, too. Just, you know, in case he was at all interested in that.
And in town, Eliot - sigh - was surprised by the fermented camel milk the dishwasher had, which apparently goes with the whole 'yurt' thing.
At the Devil's Nest, Jack was checking on the mixers when Emma Frost dropped by to flirt and discuss world peace, then Derek and Jack complained about the mixers and talked about maybe having a ladies' night with shirtless guys.
That's a bit exclusionary, isn't it? I mean, some others of us appreciate shirtless guys too, you know. Which I'd expect Derek to know, honestly! After all, he's got a boyfriend, right? One who probably doesn't pull the whole, "oh, everything's fine and a soulless evil corporation totally isn't trying to buy up your entire home or something" card. And who'll actually let you talk to your cat. And...*huff*
Well, there's no more notes, so I'm off to scowl at my boyfriend. Over the phone. I hope everybody has a good week. And you probably already know the weather, because yurts. Good-bye for now, Fandom. See ya.
Oh, who am I kidding? I'm calling ♥Carlos♥, and I'm going to be very stern with him until he tells me what's going on back home. Right. Okay, I can do this.
So. There were no classes or anything, because they're over for now.
In the Mongolia yurt, Flick had a headache and was texting, when Isabelle came back. She was not impressed with the whole 'yurt' thing, but told him she may have found him a place in New York and they're starting a Shadowhunter school there, too. Just, you know, in case he was at all interested in that.
And in town, Eliot - sigh - was surprised by the fermented camel milk the dishwasher had, which apparently goes with the whole 'yurt' thing.
At the Devil's Nest, Jack was checking on the mixers when Emma Frost dropped by to flirt and discuss world peace, then Derek and Jack complained about the mixers and talked about maybe having a ladies' night with shirtless guys.
That's a bit exclusionary, isn't it? I mean, some others of us appreciate shirtless guys too, you know. Which I'd expect Derek to know, honestly! After all, he's got a boyfriend, right? One who probably doesn't pull the whole, "oh, everything's fine and a soulless evil corporation totally isn't trying to buy up your entire home or something" card. And who'll actually let you talk to your cat. And...*huff*
Well, there's no more notes, so I'm off to scowl at my boyfriend. Over the phone. I hope everybody has a good week. And you probably already know the weather, because yurts. Good-bye for now, Fandom. See ya.