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Brothers And Heroes is all neat and tidy and tucked into place. That's all I've been doing since yesterday, interrupted by work--the bastards. Oh well. I do desperately need that paycheck. I'm about to beg them for more hours--reeeeech--patoooie. Ya'll know how I feel about working, but I blame the influence of my past life as Omnipotent Queen of The World. That sort of thing leaves you woefully ill-equipped to slave work like the all the rest of my former terror stricken and obsequious minions humankind. (This was before my other past life as a Master of Ceremonies of elaborate fantasies come to life on a small uncharted tropical island. I loved the white suit...)