"I can't believe they let you teach."

Anakin walked into his room from a long day moping brooding hiding doing terribly important yet strangely nebulous things, slowly shut the door and slid down it until he rested on the ground with his head down on his knees.

He was 43 years old today.

He felt much, much older.

( He wasn't alone for long... )

[OOC: preplayed with the lovely and brilliant master2_whiners, conversation to continue in the comments once SPN stops being on the television...broadcast-y squirrels are free to say that Anakin was having an animated conversation with himself :)]

Vader's mood had not improved as the week had progressed and tomorrow he would have to face a bunch of his idiot students' idiot parents.

And he was trying very hard not to remember his last Parents' Weekend in Fandom. Those memories brought up feelings that were a lot like regret.

So he was sitting in his room brooding sulking meditating.

As you do when you're an anti-social, evil, Sith Lord.

[OOC: Radio squirrels--as far as you can tell, Vader is raging nonsensically at absolutely nothing. Oh, this'll do wonders for his reputation...]

Enter Lord Vader (Track 11) - John Williams