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Early Labor

Well...my sister is in the hospital again. Her bloodpressure went high again, but she is in the early stages of labor! Yay! They're giving her something to help encourage the labor, but if it doesn't kick in soon, they'll send her home. I ask you, does that really make any sense?

Last night was wretched at work. Boss Jerry was there, and that means he haunts my plateroom until the Sunday is done. At least A section, then he's not around as much for sports, unless they lallygag about it. I feel like he doesn't trust me to get the job done, but Tempy says that he just wants the paper to be done and over. Whatever. His presence doesn't make things go any faster. Unless those uptown know that he's there. Which they knew tonight.

But I've got Sunday and Monday nights off and I'm going to concentrate on my post for LGS3. It's got to be good. I don't want to submit something half par you know. And I've got three new Star Trek books to read. I got a deal on them too, b/c apparently I bought them during a sale on Amazon.com. Yay! It's the Vulcan's Soul trilogy...and I've always had a thing for Vulcans, so I'm gonna have some fun reading!

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Jean-Luc Picard said…
Good luck to your sister!

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