FTEC, Sunday (3/11)
Sunday, March 11th, 2012 05:07 pmStark had woken up himself yesterday and today for which he was very grateful. And since he was still himself and it was Sunday, he went through his usual routine.
First stop was JGOB, of course, to pick up the usual baked goods. Today's cupcake selections had vanilla frosting that looked chocolate, in honor of the weekend. Or so the young man behind the counter had assured him. There were also a few adorned with clocks.
Next was, of course, the clinic. Stark greeted the nurses and settled in at the desk with the cupcakes.
The alien is in, slightly bewildered by the time change, and ready to assist you.
[Stupid DST. Open, OCD-free, etc]
First stop was JGOB, of course, to pick up the usual baked goods. Today's cupcake selections had vanilla frosting that looked chocolate, in honor of the weekend. Or so the young man behind the counter had assured him. There were also a few adorned with clocks.
Next was, of course, the clinic. Stark greeted the nurses and settled in at the desk with the cupcakes.
The alien is in, slightly bewildered by the time change, and ready to assist you.
[Stupid DST. Open, OCD-free, etc]