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I'm sneaking work into the interstices of an increasingly strange reality.

Well, except teaching. I taught two hours today in an entirely normal fashion. Our word of the day was 'fish' and our grammar concerned the use of apostrophes. We wrote adverb-free dialogue and illuminating texts on the scent of fish. Only one person in the whole class *enjoys* the smell of fish so homework may produce the work 'putrid.'

All my other work is oddly interstitial.