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Room 227, Sunday Morning-ish
May. 27th, 2012 07:20 pmYou know what was the opposite of fun? When your computer decided to remember it belonged in a universe that wasn't the one it was currently in, and failed to connect to multiversal internet as a result. And that was exactly what Natalie's computer had done a few days ago. And it had irked her, though not enough to make it to the computer lab. She figured there were probably availability issues or some other inconvenient thing afoot, somewhere, and gave it time to sort itself out.
And lo, when she got up this morning and sat down in her robe to try changing the internet settings on her computer one more time, it actually worked. Along with her school email, wherein there was a message awaiting her response. So, she got on that.
Email sent, she sighed and leaned back in her chair. Fandom had you agreeing to odd things.
[ooc: Door closed, post open. Threads: Sam | Peter.]
And lo, when she got up this morning and sat down in her robe to try changing the internet settings on her computer one more time, it actually worked. Along with her school email, wherein there was a message awaiting her response. So, she got on that.
Sorry about the delay, computer thought it was a nice time to pretend to not understand multiversal internet.
Regardless, translator offer still stands. Anything particular I should know about Haiti in whatever year it is there? Other than remembering sun screen for my delicate Canadian complexion.
- N
Email sent, she sighed and leaned back in her chair. Fandom had you agreeing to odd things.
[ooc: Door closed, post open. Threads: Sam | Peter.]
