Journalism Class - Thursday November 10

[jerusalem-s.livejournal.com]

Spider has blueprints of this hallway of the school across his desk and is absently scribbling on them as class assembles. The cat has made herself comfortable beneath one edge and is purring quietly.

The viewscreen behind him has a message scrawled across it.

Today is a good day to work on your homework. Some of you are having technical difficulties with the site and if that is the case, I can forward you the e-mail talking about the day's issue and you can tell me what looks interesting and I will provide the article for you here.

I will be available all class period for any questions.

If possible, I would like to talk to our photojournalism student after class.



((OOC: I'm alone in my office today and may not have much time to be on-line. I will do my best to answer any questions in a timely fashion, however.))

Comments

[positive-angel.livejournal.com]

After a completely unsuccessful attempt at anything useful in class yesterday, Chihaya sits down with his chosen article and attempts his homework, which he hopes to finish by the end of the day.

[mycanonhatesme]

Chloe sits down and starts poking around for articles, trying to find a good one for her homework.

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

John comes into class and starts doing more research on the Times site.

[valentine-tart.livejournal.com]

Beka looked very sleepy when she headed into Journalism. She and her player needed to get more sleep. Since Angelus wasn't in the class for her to snuggle play mess around talk to, and everyone else looked busy, she sat down with her coffee and tried to focus on getting some work done.

[soldtoarmenians]

Xander, having traded some of that weird extra-credit stuff for the Journalism homework, signs in and checks to make sure he has everything he needed to bring along for today's music class homework.

The frog in the plastic terrarium on the desk in front of him being the obvious 'yes' there.

[chasingangela]

Angela comes to class and begins scouring the site for something to write about.

[lady-jessica-bg.livejournal.com]

"Ah, yes. Homework. That's right."

Oops, Jessica thinks.

After Class

[dbiers.livejournal.com]

D'anna snaps her laptop shut and finishes off the last of her coffee. Thank the Gods for the classroom coffee machine. She looks dreadful - no make-up, no jewelry, no 'Thursdays are for Torture" emblazoned on her shirt - but she's cleaned up from last night's adventure and has worked quietly through out the class. She's ingored whatever frogs may have followed her, in hopes that they would either return to the basement or get eaten by the cat. Slinging her over-stuffed and oddly shaped rucksack over he shoulder and tucking her laptop under her arm, she approaches the professor's desk, "you wanted to see me, sir?"

[marsheadtilt.livejournal.com]

Veronica skips the idea of working on homework, instead plotting a trip to town after classes.