UCLA, Friday afternoon

[fates_jaye]

Don't ask Jaye while she was still in class on a Friday afternoon. She was going to have to schedule better next semester. And while she was waiting for either class or the world to end, she got on her laptop- so glad she could use that, by the way- to send a little E-mail.


To: The Fandom peeps
From: Jaye
Subject: ENTERTAIN ME.

In class. May start to poke eyeballs out due to boredom. Or fall asleep, start snoring and get made fun of. Have lost ability to use pronouns or syntax correctly. May have turned 'syntax' into a verb.

Fix this.


-Jaye


[Yeah, I'm bored. If Jaye knows you and you think you would have gotten this, you did.]

Comments

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

To: Jaye
From: Sam
Subject: RE: ENTERTAIN ME.

Um. Blame Jack. He's responsible, somehow, I'm sure of it.

Let me know how that turns out. Also, a guy with a pants allergy? Occasionally a sure thing. Just saying.

Watch me blame Jack again, just because I can and he won't mind.

What else are you up to?

-Sam

[fates_jaye]

To: Pretty Sam
From: Jaye
Subject: RE: ENTERTAIN ME.

Say it's a Seahorse thing. I think that cabin would have been a lot more PG-13 if it weren't for Jack's influence.

Kind of just hanging out. Work, school, procrastinating on papers and still getting good grades. Don't ask me how the hell that happened.

What about you? How's the time machine?


-J

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

To: Jaye
From: Sam
Subject: RE: ENTERTAIN ME.

I know I certainly would have been. Not so sure about your side. *g*

Uh, kind of on hiatus atm. Long story, and not mine, which means I can't tell you, sorry.

-Sam

[fates_jaye]

To: Pretty Sam
From: Jaye
Subject: RE: ENTERTAIN ME.

Okay, ignore me and Alec in that cabin at that time.

Bad stuff? I can give bribes. I've got a whole five bucks coming to me, you know.

-J

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

To: Jaye
From: Sam
Subject: RE: ENTERTAIN ME.

Yeah, yeah, yeah. Not that I blame you.

The worst. Where'd you get the five dollars?

-Sam

[fates_jaye]

To: Pretty Sam
From: Jaye
Subject: RE: ENTERTAIN ME.

Okay, you can't say it's "the worst" and not tell me ANYTHING.

Barbossa's paying me $5 to sell BOTTLES OF CRAZY that are actually sunscreenon campus.


-J

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

To: Jaye
From: Sam
Subject: RE: ENTERTAIN ME.

Yeah, I suck, I know. But classified still means something, so I really can't talk about it. Once I can, I will. I promise.

You're selling bottles of crazy? God, you'll be rich in a month.

-Sam

[fates_jaye]

To: Pretty Sam
From: Jaye
Subject: RE: ENTERTAIN ME.

I'm going to assign you a Scifi movie plot and say it happened to you, you know. From now on I'll only believe that you had to use a super sonic sekrit plane to turn back time to stop a meteor from hitting us. Or something.

On a college campus no less. I should come out and do that on a Saturday night when everyone's really wasted. I'll pay next semester's tuition.


-J

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

To: Jaye
From: Sam
Subject: RE: ENTERTAIN ME.

Been there, done that, own the DVDs. Check out Wormhole X-treme sometime and take out the Hollywood parts. Also, the plane and meteor thing would do nothing but create a paradox that could tear apart the fabric of the universe.

Still not as bad as using an iBook and a computer virus to take out an entire race of aliens, though. I can't even get an Apple to talk to a PC with any reliability, and that's to say nothing of trying to interface with a more complex and differently-based scientific system.

Oh, hey, I'm ranting. Sorry.

Am I missing something? Why would people need sunscreen at night?

-Sam

[fates_jaye]

To: Pretty Sam
From: Jaye
Subject: RE: ENTERTAIN ME.

Now I want to have a bad science fiction movie-watch with you. And a tape recorder.

And they need sunscreen at night because they're drunk and it's labeled as crazy. Duh.


-J

[carter-i-am.livejournal.com]

To: Jaye
From: Sam
Subject: RE: ENTERTAIN ME.

Oh, shush. Occupational hazard, that's all.

Right, of course. So sorry.

-Sam