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Posted: Tue Apr 26, 2011 1:18 am
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Josh, still on his way to the bookstore, hears his name called out. Books still in hand, he turns to see Zareth, running towards him. "Hey, Zareth. You don't look so good, bro." He's about to ask about his inhaler, when Zareth apparently runs off. "Huh...wonder where he's off to?" Surely he'll still remember the party tonight. Still a little concerned about his friend, he enters the bookstore.
He emerges, not three minutes later empty handed, and a slightly bummed look on his face. "Dang, man. Only fifty bucks for all those books? It cost over three hundred to get all of them." That's life. Only slightly disgusted with the system, he makes his way towards the commons area again, after all...the parking lot is beyond the commons. Ok, so it's three fifteen pm, and we're wanting to meet up at Tims Ford a little before sundown...so, that's about eight, give or take a few minutes. So, if i get there about seven thirty or before, I should be fine. The news said it's gonna be a little warm tonight, so that's good. Now, lets see...I've contacted everyone about a reminder, got some supplies at home...now I just need to make something...
Still checking off items on his mental list, he looks up from his feet to see Flannery. Oh, good. Josh picks up his pace a bit and jogs over toward her, waving lightly. "Hey, Flannery! "
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Posted: Tue Apr 26, 2011 1:34 am
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Drake drove in pure silence, enjoying the peace, to the grocery store. He smiled, noticing that it was pretty empty compared to usual. He pulled into a parking spot, putting the car in park before cutting off the engine, grabbing his cash, and getting out. As soon as the door closed, he pressed the button to auto-lock his red Honda Civic. Inside, he went to the deli for a quick snack, not even having to tell the employee what he wanted, a sign of how often he came there. He nodded as he turned to leave, heading around to look for anything he might need for the party. He still had $25.21.. He could at least buy some drinks or something.. Then, out o the corner of his eye, he saw a couple, walking hand-in-hand. Drake stopped for a long moment, watching them as they walked by, a pain he was all to familiar with running through his mind. When was the last time he had had that? 'Not a time for thinking about such trivial things..' He thought to himself. He needed to get over this... Love problem.. He sighed, moving forward again, exiting the store and going back to his car and getting in. Time to go home to relax until the get together tonight later that night.
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Posted: Tue Apr 26, 2011 3:28 am
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Posted: Tue Apr 26, 2011 7:07 am
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Posted: Tue Apr 26, 2011 3:41 pm
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Posted: Tue Apr 26, 2011 5:25 pm
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Posted: Tue Apr 26, 2011 5:53 pm
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Posted: Tue Apr 26, 2011 6:14 pm
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Posted: Tue Apr 26, 2011 6:50 pm
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Posted: Tue Apr 26, 2011 6:53 pm
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~ Well, life on the farm was pretty laid back, ain't nothin' that a country girl like me can't hack! ~
Grace changed the words just like she used to with her dad when she was a kid.
~ Early to rise, early in the sack! Thank GOD I'm a country girl! ~
Hey, it was her guilty pleasure. It wasn't like she subjected any of her friends to this. At the end of that John Denver song, her iPod switched to something completely different... Which she sang along to with just as much gusto!
~ My eyes, my eyes - make the stars look like they're not shining ~
Again changing the words, making herself feel as if it was being sung directly to her.
~ My hair, my hair, falls perfectly without me trying! ~ I'm so beautiful, and he tells me every day... When he sees my face... ~
Not that she sang it with her own changes in public. The song ended as she arrived at her house. "Thank you, Bruno Mars!" She said to her iPod, still with a bit of song in her voice as she turned off her iPod and her car.
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Posted: Tue Apr 26, 2011 7:42 pm
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Posted: Tue Apr 26, 2011 7:54 pm
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Posted: Tue Apr 26, 2011 9:01 pm
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Posted: Wed Apr 27, 2011 3:59 am
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Josh rolls his eyes a bit at the talk of money. "I might be able to roll in it if it was pennies. Just not sure how carrying around five thousand in copper would work." Stuffing his hands in his pockets, he begins to inch towards the parking lot. It's a while yet till the party, but he still has things he needs to get done...like trying his hand at cooking.
"Well, I guess I need to go finish some things up at home." He's about to turn away to jog, but something occurs to him.... "Hey, you wouldn't be able to assist in some cooking, would you? I'd hate to not make the party because I died in a house fire..." His right hand finds its way to the back of his head as he half jokingly (only half) asks Flannery to be his proverbial wing-man in the kitchen. His house is pretty old. Combine that with a small disaster in the kitchen (namely, Josh), and it might not end well.
His house, an older house that he basically inherited from his grandmother, is not far from campus. Ergo, Josh is one of the few students who doesn't stay in dorms. He typically even walks to classes, even if it does take him about an hour to do so. He's got a car, just doesn't use it for some trips. Because of this, he could actually be attempting to also gain a lift home, so as not to walk today. He's got other things to concentrate on before it gets too late...like trying to make something edible without destroying his kitchen....
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