Journalism Class - Monday November 28

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Spider has what appears to be a variety of pumpkin pies laid out and he's regarding them with deep suspicion. There is a note reading, "For your poor, long-suffering students. We hope they hate you as much as we do! FA."

"Help yourselves to pie, kids. It's probably safe." Spider glanced down. "The cat ate half of one and seems to be just fine."

Turning to look at the class he shakes his head. "Today I want you to write about the most frustrating morning you've ever been through. We'll share and discuss. If you want to do it in the form of a '... you think that's bad? Try this on for size!' contest, I have no issues with that. Enjoy."

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Heading into class, Duce gives the pies a look of abject hate, which, thanks to her sunglasses, doesn't turn them to stone. Because stone pies are bad, yo. She's apparently eaten too much pumpkin pie in the recent past.

Frustrating mornings. There have been so many of them recently. The morning I woke to discover an ad campaign being run to make vampires appear cute and harmless. The morning that was proven utterly wrong, when one of them was proven to have murdered a classmate. This morning, when I woke to discover an ad campaign pointing blame at a friend without anything like proof to back it up, and the worry that people around here won't give this person the same benefit of the doubt they gave the vampire when he was accused with no proof.

All of that is frustrating. However, for the most frustrating morning, I think I'll go with the morning I woke up to discover some bitch goddess had turned my hair into a bunch of bitchy, self-aware, venemous serpents who rarely agree with me on anything and have access to my face and neck. Cuz really? Compared to that? Everything else in life is a cakewalk."