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It's not that I don't like Econ... it's just that the rpof

Stupid people in the lounge. It's a smoke-free dorm!

Er... I was talking about Econ, yes. Econ's not bad, but the prof is sort of annoying, so I've taken to writing drabbles in class. 100 words is harder than it seems...

And, since I have this nifty livejournal, I think I'll post them here!


~End of Days: Drabble One~
"Quick! Turn on CNN!" Will yelled into Josh’s office.
She’d reached theh point where each cry of alarm sent her scuttling for the phone, and Dr. Keyworth’s number — not for her, but how long would it be before Josh’s fist went through another window? There was only so much one man could take.
But she turned to the television and watched the helicopter hovering over the crater where a city in California used to be, and heard Josh’s wail. Southern California — was that where Sam now lived?
How much more could the administration — and Josh — take? Donna grabbed the phone.

I'm on the Dean for America webpage, at the Harkin Steak Fry!

http://photos.deanforamerica.com/gallery/23633/1/808178