Durden's Office, Monday afternoon
May. 19th, 2008 01:09 pmTyler had never been sure exactly what teachers were supposed to do during office hours, but he supposed he owed it to his students to hold them.
After an email check and some time spent perfecting his instructions for Thursday's class, he leaned back in his desk chair and started tossing pencils at the ceiling.
The door was open.
After an email check and some time spent perfecting his instructions for Thursday's class, he leaned back in his desk chair and started tossing pencils at the ceiling.
The door was open.
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Date: 2008-05-19 08:47 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-05-19 08:49 pm (UTC)"Who's Ferguson?"
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Date: 2008-05-19 08:51 pm (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2008-05-20 12:04 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-05-20 05:32 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-05-20 05:40 pm (UTC)"At least this time I know what I'm getting into," Tyler said with a kind of verbal shrug.
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Date: 2008-05-20 05:41 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-05-20 05:45 pm (UTC)"Maybe I just like Fandom crazy." It went well with his own, somehow.
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Date: 2008-05-20 05:47 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-05-20 05:50 pm (UTC)He even meant it.
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Date: 2008-05-20 05:52 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2008-05-20 05:57 pm (UTC)"Bye."
He hung up.