When we last left our hero, SuperSteph was sitting all sweaty and nasty and smelly from the gym, typing about crazy, possibly psychologically-scarring teaching methods her mother concocted 20 some odd years ago. We return now, and thank god she's showered, cuz holy crap. You have no idea. She now sits at a much nicer computer, (even though it IS a mac, we'll forgive it for that because it doesn't spontaneously restart like the home 'puter.) gearing up to get some shit done so she can take the day off on Friday. What a trooper.

Working on Saturday is stupid. Alert the people.