Journalism Class - Monday December 12

[jerusalem-s.livejournal.com]

The cat is sitting atop Spider's desk, curled up in his santa hat. She is guarding a small whiteboard on which is written the following:

"Due to massive, four day bender in celebration of my freedom... (Note to self: Tell Krycek and Gavin about freedom and also remind them to clean litterbox) ... I've been a bit busy and in my excitement seem to have gotten a bit ahead of myself. Your final project is due next Friday... I think. Check up on that. Also? Mistletoe, blended with certain recreational beveridges is ulga fan todlies."

The writing degenerates into scribbling, complete with tiny sketches of stick figures being strung up by their necks and the occasional maniacal laugh, with four exclamation points. Eventually, it becomes coherent again. "For today's classwork, go to The New York Times website and write about something there that captures your interest. Try to capture mine as well. Bring a butterfly net and some bourbon."


((OOC: Login for journalism students is: jerusalem_s Password is: fandomhigh))

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[krycek-rat.livejournal.com]

Krycek walks in and looks the sign over with trepidation, staring a moment at the 'note to self'. He scowls, suspicious, and goes to sit down and work on the assignment

[soldtoarmenians]

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Xander reads the note and feels totally smug about not panicking vaguely relieved that he was right. He also feels like working on his final paper instead of trying to wrap his mun's brain around today's headlines, so he turns in a note about using extra credit. Which he thinks/hopes he actually still possesses.

Just in case he doesn't? He also orders this online, to be delivere to Spider's apartment. He tries for the bourbon, but alas, none of the sites he can find will sell it to him without proof that he's over 21, and he suspects the fake ID in his wallet with the blurry picture of somebody named Raul Hernandez is not gonna cut it online.

[lady-jessica-bg.livejournal.com]

Jessica signs in and begins working on the assignment.

[whitedeathpod.livejournal.com]

John signs in and gets to work.

King Kong comes out on Wednesday. It's a remake yes, but it's Peter fricking Jackson, dude. Lord of the Rings Peter Jackon! There's a small section in the right hand corner and a brief article about the movie, praising it for his sweetness as much for it sensationalism. This will not be one of the old King Kong movies, filled with bad props and stunts. This will be an awesome display of CGI and acting. It's King Kong, man. The big ape himself as done by the man who brought us the hobbits!

[valentine-tart.livejournal.com]

Beka poke at the website, bored.

"War criminals not abused? Yeah, right." She rolled her eyes. It took her a few minutes to scan the headlines, then she clicked on one at random. After all, it looked vaguely interesting.

"Great. Aquatic unicorns." But she couldn't quite keep herself from reading the article. "A sensory organ of exceptional size--something all men want, and none have." She snorted, and began making notes.

If nothing else, it couldn't be more boring than old-Earth politics.