izzyalienqueen ([personal profile] izzyalienqueen) wrote2008-11-10 07:47 pm

UNLV, Tonopah Hall, Room 313 - evening

The wedding had been wonderful, and it was great to catch up with friends. But unfortunately Monday found Isabel back in real life with not a single talking animal to be seen.

She made it through her classes, spent some time at the gym, had dinner, and finally made it back to her room just in time to start researching information for her next psych paper. That was, when she wasn't being distracted by games that were being shared by people on her Google Reader.

[Open for phone calls, emails, unexpected visitors...]

[identity profile] izzyalienqueen.livejournal.com 2008-11-13 08:24 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'd say dinner, dancing, and potentially flowers depending on if he chews on your shoes."

[identity profile] walks-two-paths.livejournal.com 2008-11-13 08:25 pm (UTC)(link)
"He did not chew on my shoes... but..." Savannah sighed. "He got into my closet and shredded a bikini we had once had discussions about."