The Joys of Being a Newspaper Editor [locked to the newspaper folks]

[mycanonhatesme]

In the Journalism classroom, it's a little quieter than usual, simply from the lack of students. The coffee machine is perkolating away, ready for the thorough use it's going to get, and Chloe is sitting surrounded by papers and video tapes, sorting excitedly through all of the election notes she's made over the past few days.

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[2ls-in-oneill.livejournal.com]

"Do we get extra cred if we do the paper?"

[courier-gavin.livejournal.com]

"Yup! And coffee. Which reminds me, need more coffee." Jake gets up to grab a refill. "Why? You interested?"

[2ls-in-oneill.livejournal.com]

"Is there anything I can do that doesn't require much actual work?"

[courier-gavin.livejournal.com]

Jake filled up her mug while thinking about it. "Um. I don't know... You like making shit up?"

[2ls-in-oneill.livejournal.com]

"It was my job for years. Anything specific you have in mind?"

[courier-gavin.livejournal.com]

"Horoscopes, fandom high-style. Think you can manage it?"

[2ls-in-oneill.livejournal.com]

"Sure. Sounds fun even. How much extra-cred do we get out of it?"

[courier-gavin.livejournal.com]

"Ask the boss. All I know is that you definitely get it." Jake waved her hand vaguely, making her way back to her stack. "I'll jot your name down somewhere so I'm sure we remember you when we're done with this hellishness."

[2ls-in-oneill.livejournal.com]

"Good. You know my voicemail?"

[courier-gavin.livejournal.com]

"I know all," Jake says, sounding uncannily like the professor, before sinking back behind her stack. "Yeah, I got it. It's on the roster somewhere. Thanks, by the way. Should be entertaining." She ducks out again briefly to grin at Jack.

[2ls-in-oneill.livejournal.com]

"That was scary." Shit. He forgot to ask when the dealine was. Ah well, fuck it,.