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[jazzfish]

Normally I'd get all bitchy at Ruthanne about not bothering to show up for work. But Ruthanne not showing up means I get her hours, and if she and Brincefield flake out much more they may (fingers crossed) be out of jobs and out of my hair, so I say go to it, Ruthanne!

I'm about three-quarters of the way through Solaris, and maybe one-tenth of the way through my paper. Hard to work on the paper in the kiosk, though.