E-Mail to Willow, Dec. 11th, 2005
Dec. 11th, 2005 12:05 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
soldtoarmenians{backdated, purely for linky historical purposes. Standard FH encryption if there's a hacker so desperately bored as to be skimming Xander's outgoing transmissions.}
To: willow.rosenberg@hogwarts.ac.uk
From: xander.harris@fandomhigh.net
Subject: re: Freaked!
> (You're taking the SATs again, right? *looks at you*)
La la la la la I so can't hear you....
In other news, our Journalism prof freaked everybody out by cancelling class but leaving us a note that the final project was due Friday at midnight. Cue flailing and gnashing of teeth, because it's actually supposed to be due next Friday. See me not freaking becausethere's no way I was gonna write a 400 word article in one night even if it was true I am calm, cool, and collected, and actually wrote down the correct date in the first place?
The Not-a-Scooby-Gang thing went off pretty well. The idea is to have some kind of group in place to check out the weird stuff around here instead of pretending it's not happening or hoping somebody else is taking care of it, which. Yeah. Kind of feels like home. Plus one of our big projects is making sure Angel doesn't go psycho-boy on us again. Shucks, making sure Angel isn't happy; that's not going to be fun.For him. At all.
Oh God, I didn't tell you who one of our advisors is -- Miss Calendar! She's... back from the dead, I guess; there's a lot of that going around. Though hell if I know if it's our Miss Calendar or the one from some other timeline, considering the situation around here. I stopped at the Perk for coffee with Buffy - this Buffy - last Friday, and Ms. Calendar was there. And then I met up with her again in study hall on Wednesday, and now the Investigators' Club this Friday.
Aaaaaaaaand... I may have somehow got muself invited on a little road-trip to Chicago yesterday. Where there may have been some shoppingand gremlins for presents. For some people. You never know.
~Xander
> P.S. Big freak. *runs*
P.S. Little freak. *chases you*
To: willow.rosenberg@hogwarts.ac.uk
From: xander.harris@fandomhigh.net
Subject: re: Freaked!
> (You're taking the SATs again, right? *looks at you*)
La la la la la I so can't hear you....
In other news, our Journalism prof freaked everybody out by cancelling class but leaving us a note that the final project was due Friday at midnight. Cue flailing and gnashing of teeth, because it's actually supposed to be due next Friday. See me not freaking because
The Not-a-Scooby-Gang thing went off pretty well. The idea is to have some kind of group in place to check out the weird stuff around here instead of pretending it's not happening or hoping somebody else is taking care of it, which. Yeah. Kind of feels like home. Plus one of our big projects is making sure Angel doesn't go psycho-boy on us again. Shucks, making sure Angel isn't happy; that's not going to be fun.
Oh God, I didn't tell you who one of our advisors is -- Miss Calendar! She's... back from the dead, I guess; there's a lot of that going around. Though hell if I know if it's our Miss Calendar or the one from some other timeline, considering the situation around here. I stopped at the Perk for coffee with Buffy - this Buffy - last Friday, and Ms. Calendar was there. And then I met up with her again in study hall on Wednesday, and now the Investigators' Club this Friday.
Aaaaaaaaand... I may have somehow got muself invited on a little road-trip to Chicago yesterday. Where there may have been some shopping
~Xander
> P.S. Big freak. *runs*
P.S. Little freak. *chases you*
