Hangover survivors' mecca

[fates_jaye]

It's 12:48 pm. Jaye is still in her pajamas. She may still have some bedhead going on. She is camped out on the sofa of the second floor common room with a blanket, a pillow, and a super size bottle of aspirin. And water. Lots of water. She also ordered out for pizza. And she hates everything on TV and wishes someone brought a movie. Because she's not going back upstairs.

Her head hurts. However, that shouldn't discourage anyone from stopping by and teasing (as she's too icky to care) or joining in the ughness (as you may have a better story).

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[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

"I don't know. Want me to break something of yours?" Marty says with an evil grin.

[marsheadtilt.livejournal.com]

"You are so helpful," she says. "I'll have to figure out what I want improved. Did you get to pick what your phone did?"

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

"No I just brought in for repairs and it started doing it. I don't think even Bridge knows how he does it," Marty said with a shrug.

"Even Angela's scooter dispenses jellybeans. Bridge seemed kind of embarassed by it."

[marsheadtilt.livejournal.com]

"Oh, that is cool," Veronica says. "If any of my electronic equipment breaks, I'm definitely taking it to Bridge."

[oatmanspatient.livejournal.com]

"It's always interesting to see how it is going to come back, but I can't complain about the repair. My phone works better than ever."

[marsheadtilt.livejournal.com]

"Well that's good then."