http://imanaturalblond.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] imanaturalblond.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandom_radio2006-02-28 02:10 am
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Fandom Radio, Monday, February 27, 2006

"Good evening, ladies, gentlemen, boys, girls, dogs, cats, turtles, muskrats, seahorses, stickbugs and other assorted flora and fauna who might be listening. Yes, this is Professor Ms. Rita Skeeter. Yes, you heard me yesterday. Entertain yourself with thoughts that I simply couldn't stay away from this microphone device if it amuses you.

Classes, which were uninteresting because yours truly had the day off

In the library, Archie talks to Parker about sailing and to Rory about relationships. Rory has relationships? Here I thought she was a sort of free agent. Zero and Parker make with the small talk, and Angela talks to Rory about depression and passes notes with Parker. You know, I realize that libraries are supposed to be quiet places, but I'm not entirely certain that the note traffic I've seen there is strictly neccessary. Rory, Parker, and Zero discuss costuming for the play, and Rory asks Parker for a favor. Merlin, these lines just write themselves, because that certainly just sounds naughty, doesn't it? Zero tells Parker about England, presumably not in the 'lie back and think of' way, and John Crichton's scizophrenia annoys Parker.

US History is taught by some man with entirely too many names, which, I must confess, is a nice change from the people who choose to be nameless pretentiously. Celtic Studies is once again taught by Phoebe, who evidently has no willpower nor attention span, as her boyfriend distracts her into dismissing class early. Biology and Chemistry talk about hypothetical families and body farms, and Creature Languages has a period all to themselves.

Western Lit has their very last class with Professor Chaucer, and apparently no one got the memo that yesterday was Day of Woe. Keep up, people. Tactics of War is covered by someone who has a number for their name. Oh, I do hope Samantha is well, poor dear. Also, from what my notes are telling me, there was some girl-on-girl action in the midst of class. Dear me. Psychology, Magical Theory, and Jung all turn in dream journals, and Sociology of Violence is guest-lectured by Constable Fraser, much to the swoonage of the class at large, and Sociology of the Paranormal gets group projects.

Speech classes turn things in and talk, surprise, Anthropology talks about heredity, and Paleontology plans out a trip. Dr. Oliver, do we live together? Because after going through the faculty list, I'm fairly certain you're my fourth housemate. Either you or this 'Alpha 5' fellow.

And finally, Shop class has had a busy day, with guests and hand-holding and Rob Thomas and injuries. Way to go, Professor MacGyver.

In terms of office hours, Professor Chaucer is visited by Paige. And there is a puppy. Aww.

As far as clubs go, there seems to be a group of children beating upon each other tonight, or something, Belthazor sends messages about the pretty-school group or whatever you all are called, and posters go up for the trip to England! Oh, do tell me where you're all going, as I'll likely be making a trip home and I wouldn't want to run into you.

In the assistants' lounge, Kiki opens and is visited by Angela, Paige, Bel and Anders. It sounds terribly exciting. Perhaps there was some exciting watching of paint peeling, or something, as well.

And in the clinic, Susan has her hours, where Veronica stops by.

Oh, and in the cafeteria, people eat, and Blair and Molly are awkward and wee and just too adorable. There are daisies involved. Yes, I'm serious. I wish I could invent the supposed cuteness here.

In the dorms, where all good boys and girls should be in their beds. Alone. And asleep. Yes.

Veronica took visitors in the attic, though I'm not certain if Logan can be counted amongst them since he was already there. In her bed. Goodness me. But in any case, Piper and Veronica have, if my notes read correctly, an 'ohm-guh serious' talk. How would one say that? It's spelled 'oh em gee.' I have no idea what that means. And Marty comes by to discuss the confusion of something called NyQuil, and Belthazor's intentions. I suppose he intends to interrupt Phoebe's teaching later, if my notes are to be trusted.

Unlike Ms. Mars, John Crichton who has identity issues wakes up alone, and Janet comforts Liz when she woke. In 238, Angel gives Jockstrap John a cup of coffee and chats, and Belthazor comes by for breakfast. How lovely. And because this atmosphere is just too perfect and peachy and worthy of a picture print or some other nonsense, Logan helpfully stops by to remind everyone that Belthazor is evil, and just generally spoils the mood. Well done, Mr. Echolls.

And uninterestingly, Pippi wakes up before Shop, as does Xander, Kiki has depressing and/or frightening dreams, and Sawyer was all on his lonesome. Poor thing, except not. Before school, Walter and Victor are disgustingly cute, and Cordelia has a pain-inducing dream.

And in more boring news, Elizabeth gets balloons, and Phoebe and Professor Cregg get flowers. And in the gym, Cameron and Isabel do sweaty things. Naughtiness? Would not surprise me.

Bridge and Phoebe discuss their powers of premonition and Phoebe's vision. Bridge is wise, the darling boy, and Phoebe, as always, proves herself to be an incompetent witch by being depressing and seemingly having no perception of her abilities. Then, she went and fought with Bel, because those two can't go one bloody day without overdramatizing everything. I'm sure they fought over who used the last of the milk or something tragic like that.

Jaye is visited by Cameron, in some sort of teenage mating ritual, no doubt, and Parker stopped by to gain knowledge from Piper. What sort of knowledge? Knowing you amorous teens, I wouldn't be a bit surprised if it was carnal knowledge.

Callistie is delivered Chinese food, courtesy of that Angel person. How sweet, for that dear fellow to arrange for a lovely dinner for Callistie and Alex. Darling, really. After Shop, Walter takes care of Victor's owies, and in her room, Isabel watches television. And then Pippi and Pip are in their respective rooms. Parker and Zero run lines for that ridiculous play, Angela attempts to kick Marty out of her room. I thought they were supposed to be one of the too-precious-for-words couples? Guess not.

Xander sends a message to a friend named after a tree, and then received a reply. Speedy, that tree girl. And Nadia is talking strangely yet again. Easily amused, I suppose.

And in the second floor common room, Cameron talked to Rory about relationships, baffling me again, and flings, which clears things up a bit. Then Cordelia comes by and meets Cameron, and she and Rory make plans for rehearsals. Then Anders (and a quiet Cally) are there with delicious snacks for all. Lovely. I hope they're not poisonous. Then it seems Bridge offers his...services...to Rory - again, unsurprised - and has animals clinging to him. And finally, Kara sits on Cally. Nice going, Ms. Thrace. Nice going.

In the town of minimal excitement...

In the FTEC during the day, Granny Weatherwax is visited by a multitude of children with boo-boos, and in the evening, more children show up complaining about robots. Perhaps you shouldn't play with them if they're not nice, boys and girls. I hope you've learned your lesson.

Elsewhere, Orlin visits a welding Agatha, whatever that means, and then Victor comes by her shop. The pub formerly known as Spike's is less than busy, and Victor and Agatha stop by All and Sundries. Then Victor went to unpronouncable book shop in search of comics.

Cafe Fina is open, as is Caritas, where GOB gets very drunk. He then makes a call to Becky under the influence, and amazingly lives to tell the tale. What an imbecile. I ought to hex him, though I suppose I should invent a reason of some sort....

And the town hall is there for all your town hall-ish needs, which at the moment I can't quite fathom. At Wonka's, Tonks broods, because she also missed the memo about yesterday.

And finally, Orlin goes to bed, and Sawyer is creepy to Paige. Which, frankly, seems to be his MO.

And that's it, Fandom. Take care of yourselves so I'll have something to mock next week. Love and kisses!"

[identity profile] mparkerceo.livejournal.com 2006-02-28 08:56 am (UTC)(link)
Parker muttered, "Woman must die," into her pillow, then drifted back to sleep, making a note to check in with Fraiser about that website tomorrow.