Roundup for Jan 18th

It hadn't exactly been the most exciting of days, though it'd been a decent one in terms of no demons in Xander's locker, no dontcallmeelis weevils in his Captain Crunch, and getting away (he hoped) with cannibalizing an old essay from Journalism in Shop class. It was cannibalism of TRIBUTE, man. Tribute to duct tape, and to Spider J.

Plus during his empty third period, Xander finally located the TAs' Lounge, and chatted with Sam and Angel. But not about pranking the newbies, because that would be wrong.

And while Magical Theory had brought up some *cough* uncomfortable memories of witchcraft-related issues, it'd still been a good class - how could an hour where they were invited to trash The Craft not be?

So not a day of suckage either. He ended it by hanging in his room, listening to The Best of the Dr. Demento Show on his CD drive, wondering if frogs had taste in music since they didn't have visible ears, and surfing the net for porn highly educational purposes. At least until he wasn't alone any longer... Ah, Command+Tab, a friend you are to me...

Of course, the radio broadcast had sounded a little weird and kinda gay, but he'd been pretty much asleep when he'd heard it, so he couldn't really remember why...

Room 406, 4th period

After returning from Creature Languages, Xander sighed, and settled down to cleaning up at least some of the debris from this morning's Great Muppet Chicken Capers. He glanced up at Jeremiah, who regarded him calmly from his tank. "You know, considering you just hid in there and let Isabel and me defend our territory when they attacked, you'd think you'd at least offer to help with the cleanup..." he said jokingly.

The fact that Jeremiah stuck his tongue out just then had to be complete coincidence.

"Whatevah...." Xander pulled yet another muppet feather out from behind Jeremiah's tank, and rolled his eyes. The things were everywhere - he could probably stuff a pillow with what he'd collected so far, though he'd rather just stuff whoever thought it was a brilliant idea to let them loose in the dorms into a pillow, and drop them from the 4th floor common room window...

He turned at a knock on his door. "If you're a vampire or a muppet chicken, you're not invited. Otherwise, come on in; ( it's unlocked... )

{NFB. Locked to veronicamars1; pre-played via e-mail, and still going on in the comments.}