Office Hours, Monday, 3/2
Mar. 2nd, 2009 07:22 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Tyler had gratefully shed the Armani for his usual look as soon as he got back to Vegas and was sitting behind his desk, trying not to pick at the bee stings on his arm as he worked on the lesson of the week.
His thoughts kept drifting to, "Nazi bees. Seriously."
The office door was open.
[OOC: Open office, SP warning on.]
His thoughts kept drifting to, "Nazi bees. Seriously."
The office door was open.
[OOC: Open office, SP warning on.]
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Date: 2009-03-03 02:05 pm (UTC)"I'm in," he said. "I'm not trained enough to train anyone in anything beyond throwing a punch without breaking a hand, but I'm good at babysitting and motivation."
Considering it, he added, "We could maybe do it at the gym in town, so everybody on the island can join in."
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Date: 2009-03-03 05:49 pm (UTC)Ah, the joys of being almost-completely internet-ignorant.
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Date: 2009-03-03 06:03 pm (UTC)"What do we have to do to make this happen?"