Uh oh.

This doesn't bode well for my straight news headline-writing career. From this morning's assignment in Editing:

2. 2-42-3 (14, three lines)
Navy loosens (12)
up; Cheap, fast (13.5)
vessel debuted (13.5)

I am a bad, bad girl still lazing in this here gutter from last night.

Watching my Angel backlog...

Dude, if Angel and Spike aren't getting these episodes out of their systems after the curtain falls, I'll eat my socks. Also, our phrase of the day is definitely "gone daft in the melon." Many thanks as usual, Spike.

Andrew hugging Spike! "You're like the white wizard resurrected from the pit of the Bal-rog, more beautiful than ever." Bwahaha! And mmm, Andrew's hair. And Andrew. Who is now smart and inane in the most adorable way. His narration of the Slayer mythology was so the best history lesson ever.

Such a cool episode. An untrained Slayer, misunderstood and gone awry. Scary stuff. And oh man, what an amazing ending.

Angel: "She was an innocent victim."
Spike: "So were we, once upon a time."

Indeed.

In other news, my lametastic professor didn't like my kickin' efforts from the other day but held up the banner Page One headline (top! Top story! My headline! Which Laura also mentioned specifically liking, too. *squee*) in today's issue in class. Make up your mind, yo.

Sadly, Laura also went with my most unimpressive effort for the Janet headline last night, although it was the one Justin the night editor liked best, laughing out loud and everything, as well as being the most appropriate all around. But she did say she's keeping the specs sheet I wrote them on and tacking it up on the Best of the Week board in its entirety. Cameron made mention that he liked "[my] headline," too. Thanks, but which one? "All of them!" I am so, so easy for approval from authority.

[ETA: Unless I decide to go with "past midnight on the crazy clock." Bwah!]

Quote of the Day:

"If marriage is so tied to religion that the majority of people can't separate the civil license from the religious one, then the government should get out of the business of marrying people."
-giglet

But if I reach out...

I just realized I worked four days this week. At a paper published five times a week. At that point, I really should've just gone for broke.

( Yet more headline-related squee. )

For the record (and perhaps as a point of interest), when I checked my grade on the headline assigment for Editing this morning, there was more red than black ink on the paper. And as I'm looking at it and asking myself the natural why questions, my professor holds up today's issue and points to the top headline to say he really liked this one, and how he was such a fan of alliteration. I just stand there, my jaw on the floor, silently seething with, 'Fuck you, I wrote that, too, and it's just as good as the ones you defaced on this assignment.' The man is pathologically unreasonable and wholly illogical. I need to get as far away from the mentality and work of that class as I can every time I get out of there, for a minimum of three hours.

Wearing my "Sold My Soul to the Solo Club Tour Dec. '03" shirt to work and got to tell the story behind it twice. Not that I wasn't already "out" at the office about being a pop culture junkie and a fan of the boys, but now they know the extent of it. Except they really, really don't. *g* They've plenty of time to find out just how deep the rabbit hole goes though, as I've no plans to leave for a very long time.

( Have I mentioned I love my office? )

On the other hand, now I feel like any headline I write tonight will be an inevitable disappointment. Apologies, but there's only so much I can do with student government and Islam. However, I did get a few good ones in for the Valentine's Day article, regardless of our limitations on cynicism.

"It's like Statutory Rape Barbie!"
-Staci, on Barbie's ending things with Ken after 43 years for a much younger man, Blaine (a lead article of CNN.com, by the way)

Couple 'will remain friends,' says Mattel
-CNN.com subhead

"I'm sorry, 'Blaine?' What kind of 1992 country club are we living in?"
-Laura

Okay, Casey gets all the points tonight. Not only did he compliment my snazztastic new pink/mauve/light green camouflage pants, but he asked to hear what I was listening to to get Stacy's Mom out of my head. I queued up Lose Myself on the MiniDisc player, which he declared a "really good" number when I handed over my headphones. It's only the most beautiful song I've heard in a long time, but that'll do, too.

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