WTFH, Friday

[fjordicswagger]

Of all the weeks to be out of contact, the kid has to pick this one. Uuugh. Okay, people, there's a hurricane out there, but you already heard that yesterday so I'm not sure what else we have to talk about.

*shuffles notes*

... a lot. Of course there's a lot.

Vehicles and Woodworking - weird combination - used the excuse to have a blow-off class to have a blow-off class. That's it for school. Everyone was blowing off everywhere.

Jughead was using his blow-off time to think about buying things. Commerce. That's good. Especially since a few people were crazy enough to open up shop, including the Merchant of Miracles over at Turtle & Canary. Bet he's doing great business.

There was Skywalker, at least, showing up to get something to wipe his ass with. Ada went into work at Demon Marcus, where she spent most of her time cleaning up and getting ready.

New guy Liam ran the troopers through some readiness drills - don't bother. They won't remember. Especially Ralph, he's a slacker. And then at JGoB's--

...

A bunch of loan sharks showed up. Actual sharks coming to collect on loans. Something about eating people. That's fantastic.

Now everyone stay in your homes and board everything up. This should be over by Monday, and it'll probably be the least screwed thing that's happened here over the weekend in at least ten years. Enjoy. Get some cocktails. Pamper yourself. Like Rand and Sparkle were doing, or Kitty and Clint.

Or me. I'm getting out of here. Later!