CURRENTLY, LORI IS:
pogoin': i'm totally addicted to Poppit!™ on pogo.com - hangin out in the Rainbow Room...strange, right now it's filled with a bunch of 29 year old dykes, myself included...
watchin': er - listening, actually - to Rendez-View...dunno why, but i've gotten hooked on watching this show (probably cuz it's the only thing remotely watchable on late night tv without the luxury of cable at my apt?) Greg Proops, the main host, is so fucking cool - in fact, on this show he's almost as good as he is on Whose Line Is It Anyway?...there's another chick that serves as host on rendez-view, dunno too much about her, and then they have a couple of 2nd rate celebrities join in the discussion - tonight's episode featured Gervase & Susan from Survivor...they're all discussing a couple that's agreed to have cameras follow them on a blind date that's been arranged by the show. it's amazing to me that people actually volunteer to be on this show - i guess they follow the idea that "there's no such thing as bad publicity" - these people are FREAKS.
watchin': well, now that Rendez-View's over, i'm watching To Tell The Truth - the new version....it's pretty good too, for late nite tv....
achin': i fell on the ice in the parking lot at work wednesday, and i'm still sore as a mofo...the muscles in my thighs and upper arms just ache. driving my car is a bitch, didn't realize what sort of exertion there is on my legs when i'm hitting the clutch and such - it hurts to hit the pedals. *whine whine complain complain* wonder if i can get the trader to pay for a massage therapist? *8-) nice thought, but i doubt it...
Saturday, March 30, 2002
Friday, March 29, 2002
well, mom took me to the movies today - to see E.T. - just as she did 20 years ago. awwww...it's such a vivid childhood memory, going to see the movie - yet it's amazing that i barely remembered the movie at all...it was good to see it again. and i also forgot how good reese's pieces were too...hard to believe it was TWENTY YEARS AGO!
for alternately funny as hell and offensive as hell t-shirts, check out tshirthell.com - this month's shirt reads Infected by Pamela Anderson...the WWJD (for a KLONDIKE bar?) cracked me up...
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Thursday, March 28, 2002
debbie emailed me a link, but my cable-modem deprived computer just ain't havin it - hafta check it at mom's, i guess....
anyways, it's http://www.siccoproductionz.com/delta.html
anyways, it's http://www.siccoproductionz.com/delta.html
discovery health has a sensuality test online at http://discoveryhealth.queendom.com/access_sensuality.html
so, here are my results...dag nabit, they need a bit of html for us to plug our results into our weblogs!!! isn't that what online tests are all about these days?!?
About Sensuality
Sensuality is to be acutely aware of what the senses perceive. This preoccupation or devotion to that which is smelled, touched, heard, tasted, and seen has some bearing on how one experiences life…and sex.
Studies have shown that people who are exceptionally sensual are very process-oriented. In life, this means enjoying the present moment and not always being hung up on the future or the past. What is going on around at the present moment is enough to capture the sensual individuals full attention. This is an excellent recipe for happiness. In matters of sex, being process-oriented means NOT being driven by the goal of orgasm. Instead it means enjoying sex for the experience itself, basking in the actual act and not driving to a climactic finish.
Results of the Sensuality Test
Sensuality Index
Your score = 67
What does your score mean?
You seem to have found a balance between absolute asceticism and utter hedonism. You enjoy the titillation of the senses, but aren't driven to senseless ecstasy by the smell of a flower, the taste of rich chocolate cake with whipped cream, or the touch of a lover. You are able to appreciate and even lose yourself in the sights, smells, sounds, tastes, and feel of life. But you aren't totally pleasure-driven and you are able to keep your emotions balanced.
You are able to stay focused and to persevere, even though you might be trudging through a particularly dull or insipid period of life. Sometimes, it is necessary to relinquish an attachment to the physically divine in order to attain goals or to move ahead. Your ability to control your sensual side means that you aren't perpetually distracted by what you feel, see, hear, touch, and taste.
As far as sex goes, you enjoy the process of lingering lovemaking. During sex, the senses are more acute, and you drink in the touch, sight, sounds, and smell of your lover. There is always room to improve this tendency of yours, and your lover will certainly appreciate your devotion to the senses!
If you would like, you can intensify your sensual side by taking note of the present moment, by using your eyes, ears, nose, and fingertips to explore all of the stimuli that whirl around you at any given time. Remember to be careful not to indulge gluttonously on physical pleasures to your own detriment (careless sex, drugs, alcohol, or too much chocolate, etc.).
You only have one life and your senses are there to help you enjoy it. So get to it!
so, here are my results...dag nabit, they need a bit of html for us to plug our results into our weblogs!!! isn't that what online tests are all about these days?!?
About Sensuality
Sensuality is to be acutely aware of what the senses perceive. This preoccupation or devotion to that which is smelled, touched, heard, tasted, and seen has some bearing on how one experiences life…and sex.
Studies have shown that people who are exceptionally sensual are very process-oriented. In life, this means enjoying the present moment and not always being hung up on the future or the past. What is going on around at the present moment is enough to capture the sensual individuals full attention. This is an excellent recipe for happiness. In matters of sex, being process-oriented means NOT being driven by the goal of orgasm. Instead it means enjoying sex for the experience itself, basking in the actual act and not driving to a climactic finish.
Results of the Sensuality Test
Sensuality Index
Your score = 67
What does your score mean?
You seem to have found a balance between absolute asceticism and utter hedonism. You enjoy the titillation of the senses, but aren't driven to senseless ecstasy by the smell of a flower, the taste of rich chocolate cake with whipped cream, or the touch of a lover. You are able to appreciate and even lose yourself in the sights, smells, sounds, tastes, and feel of life. But you aren't totally pleasure-driven and you are able to keep your emotions balanced.
You are able to stay focused and to persevere, even though you might be trudging through a particularly dull or insipid period of life. Sometimes, it is necessary to relinquish an attachment to the physically divine in order to attain goals or to move ahead. Your ability to control your sensual side means that you aren't perpetually distracted by what you feel, see, hear, touch, and taste.
As far as sex goes, you enjoy the process of lingering lovemaking. During sex, the senses are more acute, and you drink in the touch, sight, sounds, and smell of your lover. There is always room to improve this tendency of yours, and your lover will certainly appreciate your devotion to the senses!
If you would like, you can intensify your sensual side by taking note of the present moment, by using your eyes, ears, nose, and fingertips to explore all of the stimuli that whirl around you at any given time. Remember to be careful not to indulge gluttonously on physical pleasures to your own detriment (careless sex, drugs, alcohol, or too much chocolate, etc.).
You only have one life and your senses are there to help you enjoy it. So get to it!
Wednesday, March 27, 2002
Tuesday, March 26, 2002
time for a little break from work...
CURRENTLY, LORI IS:
groovin': ya know, that launch.yahoo.com ain't too bad - i can listen to stuff thru my computer and it's easy to click through the crap ya don't like - it's a radio station with a fast forward button...currently playing Fast Car by Tracy Chapman...er, make that Life In A Northern Town by Dream Academy - hit a late 80's - early 90's cluster, i guess...
chappin': my fuckin lips are chapped - the upper ones, smart ass. *8-) we're into the first week of spring and we've had more winter weather than we did all winter...fucking greenhouse effect, probably - we'll be having 30 degree summer days and 70 degree christmases from now on....
yawnin': dunno why, but i've been yawning a lot tonight - seems to be going around the room...amazing how contagious a yawn can be...
CURRENTLY, LORI IS:
groovin': ya know, that launch.yahoo.com ain't too bad - i can listen to stuff thru my computer and it's easy to click through the crap ya don't like - it's a radio station with a fast forward button...currently playing Fast Car by Tracy Chapman...er, make that Life In A Northern Town by Dream Academy - hit a late 80's - early 90's cluster, i guess...
chappin': my fuckin lips are chapped - the upper ones, smart ass. *8-) we're into the first week of spring and we've had more winter weather than we did all winter...fucking greenhouse effect, probably - we'll be having 30 degree summer days and 70 degree christmases from now on....
yawnin': dunno why, but i've been yawning a lot tonight - seems to be going around the room...amazing how contagious a yawn can be...
Saturday, March 23, 2002
Friday, March 22, 2002
Who's Your 80s Movie Icon Alter-Ego? Find out @ She's Crafty
Which John Cusack Are You?
alrighty, a description of the video eeg....
well, it's like a regular eeg, only longer and with a camera watching you.
i guess i could offer a few more details. *8-)
first, lemme add a disclaimer...the following is MY experience of having a video eeg at St. Vincent Hospital in Indianapolis - YMMV. (er, that's Your Mileage May Vary for you internet-acronym-challenged types)...i know my experience will be different from others because i was a bit difficult in having this procedure scheduled - my neurologist insisted i have the video eeg done at the hospital attached to his office, Community Hospital, but after having one problem after another getting the thing scheduled and then cancelled because their equipment wasn't working, i told him i wanted it done at St. Vincent. since he's not credentialled at that hospital, a partner in his office (who'd never seen me before) came to visit me in the hospital. had i done it the way my neuro wanted, i would probably seen my regular doctor while i was having my testing done.
so, they told me to show up at the hospital at 6:45 am. i arrived and asked the information desk where i needed to go. they sent me to outpatient registration - weird, i thought, since i was staying IN the hospital for my test, but oh well. i navigate my way to the registration office and they tell me i'm supposed to go to the inpatient registration, which was right next to the information desk i originally started at. so i get there and sit around and wait (why they drilled into my head i HAD to be there at 6:45AM, i don't know) and then finally speak to a woman to get registered. i give her my insurance card and she asks if i've been a patient there before...i tell her no and give her all my pertinent information - address, phone, work info, emergency contacts, blah blah blah...then she tells me that she entered my info into the computer wrong, as an outpatient or some such, so i have to give it to her again. then something else happens during the process and i have to give her all the info _again_...then we find that i actually DO have a record in their system (i'd forgotten that i'd been a patient in that hospital when i had a seizure in my car when driving my brother & sister back to their house) but i'm in there as Lori Southerland and so we have to re-enter everything yet again...alrighty, so we get all my info entered and the clerk tells me they haven't assigned me a bed yet. argh! i've had this damned thing scheduled for WEEKS! i started getting frustrated and banged my head on the table - she asks me if i'm okay, and i tell her i've run into one problem after another trying to get this thing scheduled. she assures me that it's going to be taken care of, that we can go ahead and get ready in the eeg lab.
so, it's off to the eeg lab. i sit around and wait a bit - they ask me if i want to go get some breakfast, because it turns out that my room won't be ready until 9am. apparently the floor i'm to be staying on has been remodeled, and all the rooms had been in a different area prior to that day and that was the day that everyone was getting moved back. of course, i'd had breakfast at 4am and was just ready to get this stuff going, so they tell me to hang out for a bit, then they'll get me all hooked up. (remind me again why i had to be here at 6:45am?) i get changed into my jammies and then go into the eeg room and climb onto the bed. i look ahead of me and find i'm being stared at by Larry, the cucumber from Veggie Tales. i look at the ceiling and find myself being watched by the Cookie Monster and Big Bird. a look to the right and i see Zoe and Ernie. a look to the left, there's Eeyore. i say to the eeg technician, "errr, lemme guess...you usually test children in this room?" she tells me yes. so i lie back and stare at Cookie Monster and the eeg tech explains to me what's going to happen - she's got a red grease pencil and a tape measure and she takes various measurements of my head and makes a mark on each special spot. once she's got all the appropriate marks made, she tells me she'll be placing a small piece of gauze on the spot, putting a liquid adhesive on that and then placing the electrode on top of that - then she uses an air compressor to affix the electrodes to my head. it's a weird sensation - a mix of slight pain from these things being pressed very hard onto my skull, combined with the loud noise of the cold air bursting from the air compressor, which tickles a bit.
so, there are 25 of these electrodes on my head - each with a colored wire (rainbow colors!) that's plugged into a little box (about the size of a paperback book) with a strap on it for me to carry around, should i need to go to the bathroom or whatever. additionally, they put two monitors on my chest and one below my left eye - it's to monitor eye movements when i have a seizure. so, the little box full o' wires has a computer cable connected to it. when we get up to my room (at 10am) we connect the cable to the computer in the room - the computer's less than 10 feet away from my bed, with a camera perched atop the monitor. on the monitor there's a box showing what the camera's capturing, and a window with all the eeg activity. i notice the computer has a dvd drive on it and ask the eeg tech if she brought me any movies, but i guess she didn't get the joke. apparently the info the computer gets is burned onto a dvd. a picture here shows you what the setup is like, though i'm sure my setup was older than the one pictured.
so, i climb into bed and get ready for my close-ups. since the camera is trained on the bed, that's where i spend most of my time, except when i arrange all my cords and wires properly and walk to the bathroom. i keep busy with the magazines and stuff i brought, or by watching tv. while looking at the eeg, i notice that when i raise my eyebrows all the waves go crazy, so i spend time being goofy and seeing how various facial expressions effect the waves on the screen. yup, i'm definitely bored. i spend a LOT of time sleeping, making sure all the cords and such don't get tangled and start pulling me in different directions.
since i'm not really sick, i don't see many people - they don't really come in to check on me, except when they're bringing me meals, or meds (i'm not taking my seizure meds the whole time i'm there, but i do take all my other meds), or writing down my stats (blood pressure, temp, blood sugar, etc)...the phone in the room is rather strange - the ring on it is very low, and it doesn't really sound like a ringing phone. who knows how many calls i missed. *shrug*
so monday turns into tuesday....no seizures, nothing. i ask the doctor if they're going to try to induce a seizure in me or anything...he has me take a series of deep breaths, but that doesn't do anything...i ask him if they're getting any useful information out of this, even if i don't have a seizure. he tells me that there may be seizure activity recorded even if i don't feel as though i've had a seizure. he also tells me he doesn't know anything about my case, that he's just a middleman for my regular neurologist. i feel a bit cheated, but then i also realize it's partially my fault - it was me that INSISTED i have the test done here rather than at Community. he tells me he'll see me the next day and vanishes before i know it - he was probably in the room less than 2 minutes, deep breathing session included.
so tuesday turns into wednesday...still no seizures...spend lots of time sleeping...wednesday turns into thursday and they release me thursday morning, having had no seizures...the shower i took on thursday was delightful - a great feeling, not being attached to cables and stuck carrying this little purse around. the glue they used to attach the electrodes to my head is some heavy duty stuff - i washed my hair twice, really scrubbing, but still had lots of stuff in my hair. it looks like i've got a serious case of dandruff, but i know it'll all come out eventually. the eeg tech says it could take up to 3 weeks to get all the stuff out, but i think it'll be long gone before then. she also told me i could use nail polish remover to get it out - yeah, i've got tons of that just sitting around at home! *8-) i'll just go with the extra scrubby hair washings, thanks...
amazing how 3.5 days in the hospital can be a vacation, but it really was - not having to deal with work, getting plenty of sleep, it left me feeling really good...not sure how long that feeling will last, but oh well...
i think the fact that i didn't have any seizures even with ZERO seizure meds in my system says a lot - i think the fact that i wasn't stressed and i got lots of sleep made it harder for me to actually have a seizure - they need to have me hooked up at work! it makes me think about the job thing and whether i should request a new schedule or something...*ponder*....
so now i'll sit around and wait to hear from the doc as far as what the test told him...where we go from there, who knows...
well, it's like a regular eeg, only longer and with a camera watching you.
i guess i could offer a few more details. *8-)
first, lemme add a disclaimer...the following is MY experience of having a video eeg at St. Vincent Hospital in Indianapolis - YMMV. (er, that's Your Mileage May Vary for you internet-acronym-challenged types)...i know my experience will be different from others because i was a bit difficult in having this procedure scheduled - my neurologist insisted i have the video eeg done at the hospital attached to his office, Community Hospital, but after having one problem after another getting the thing scheduled and then cancelled because their equipment wasn't working, i told him i wanted it done at St. Vincent. since he's not credentialled at that hospital, a partner in his office (who'd never seen me before) came to visit me in the hospital. had i done it the way my neuro wanted, i would probably seen my regular doctor while i was having my testing done.
so, they told me to show up at the hospital at 6:45 am. i arrived and asked the information desk where i needed to go. they sent me to outpatient registration - weird, i thought, since i was staying IN the hospital for my test, but oh well. i navigate my way to the registration office and they tell me i'm supposed to go to the inpatient registration, which was right next to the information desk i originally started at. so i get there and sit around and wait (why they drilled into my head i HAD to be there at 6:45AM, i don't know) and then finally speak to a woman to get registered. i give her my insurance card and she asks if i've been a patient there before...i tell her no and give her all my pertinent information - address, phone, work info, emergency contacts, blah blah blah...then she tells me that she entered my info into the computer wrong, as an outpatient or some such, so i have to give it to her again. then something else happens during the process and i have to give her all the info _again_...then we find that i actually DO have a record in their system (i'd forgotten that i'd been a patient in that hospital when i had a seizure in my car when driving my brother & sister back to their house) but i'm in there as Lori Southerland and so we have to re-enter everything yet again...alrighty, so we get all my info entered and the clerk tells me they haven't assigned me a bed yet. argh! i've had this damned thing scheduled for WEEKS! i started getting frustrated and banged my head on the table - she asks me if i'm okay, and i tell her i've run into one problem after another trying to get this thing scheduled. she assures me that it's going to be taken care of, that we can go ahead and get ready in the eeg lab.
so, it's off to the eeg lab. i sit around and wait a bit - they ask me if i want to go get some breakfast, because it turns out that my room won't be ready until 9am. apparently the floor i'm to be staying on has been remodeled, and all the rooms had been in a different area prior to that day and that was the day that everyone was getting moved back. of course, i'd had breakfast at 4am and was just ready to get this stuff going, so they tell me to hang out for a bit, then they'll get me all hooked up. (remind me again why i had to be here at 6:45am?) i get changed into my jammies and then go into the eeg room and climb onto the bed. i look ahead of me and find i'm being stared at by Larry, the cucumber from Veggie Tales. i look at the ceiling and find myself being watched by the Cookie Monster and Big Bird. a look to the right and i see Zoe and Ernie. a look to the left, there's Eeyore. i say to the eeg technician, "errr, lemme guess...you usually test children in this room?" she tells me yes. so i lie back and stare at Cookie Monster and the eeg tech explains to me what's going to happen - she's got a red grease pencil and a tape measure and she takes various measurements of my head and makes a mark on each special spot. once she's got all the appropriate marks made, she tells me she'll be placing a small piece of gauze on the spot, putting a liquid adhesive on that and then placing the electrode on top of that - then she uses an air compressor to affix the electrodes to my head. it's a weird sensation - a mix of slight pain from these things being pressed very hard onto my skull, combined with the loud noise of the cold air bursting from the air compressor, which tickles a bit.
so, there are 25 of these electrodes on my head - each with a colored wire (rainbow colors!) that's plugged into a little box (about the size of a paperback book) with a strap on it for me to carry around, should i need to go to the bathroom or whatever. additionally, they put two monitors on my chest and one below my left eye - it's to monitor eye movements when i have a seizure. so, the little box full o' wires has a computer cable connected to it. when we get up to my room (at 10am) we connect the cable to the computer in the room - the computer's less than 10 feet away from my bed, with a camera perched atop the monitor. on the monitor there's a box showing what the camera's capturing, and a window with all the eeg activity. i notice the computer has a dvd drive on it and ask the eeg tech if she brought me any movies, but i guess she didn't get the joke. apparently the info the computer gets is burned onto a dvd. a picture here shows you what the setup is like, though i'm sure my setup was older than the one pictured.
so, i climb into bed and get ready for my close-ups. since the camera is trained on the bed, that's where i spend most of my time, except when i arrange all my cords and wires properly and walk to the bathroom. i keep busy with the magazines and stuff i brought, or by watching tv. while looking at the eeg, i notice that when i raise my eyebrows all the waves go crazy, so i spend time being goofy and seeing how various facial expressions effect the waves on the screen. yup, i'm definitely bored. i spend a LOT of time sleeping, making sure all the cords and such don't get tangled and start pulling me in different directions.
since i'm not really sick, i don't see many people - they don't really come in to check on me, except when they're bringing me meals, or meds (i'm not taking my seizure meds the whole time i'm there, but i do take all my other meds), or writing down my stats (blood pressure, temp, blood sugar, etc)...the phone in the room is rather strange - the ring on it is very low, and it doesn't really sound like a ringing phone. who knows how many calls i missed. *shrug*
so monday turns into tuesday....no seizures, nothing. i ask the doctor if they're going to try to induce a seizure in me or anything...he has me take a series of deep breaths, but that doesn't do anything...i ask him if they're getting any useful information out of this, even if i don't have a seizure. he tells me that there may be seizure activity recorded even if i don't feel as though i've had a seizure. he also tells me he doesn't know anything about my case, that he's just a middleman for my regular neurologist. i feel a bit cheated, but then i also realize it's partially my fault - it was me that INSISTED i have the test done here rather than at Community. he tells me he'll see me the next day and vanishes before i know it - he was probably in the room less than 2 minutes, deep breathing session included.
so tuesday turns into wednesday...still no seizures...spend lots of time sleeping...wednesday turns into thursday and they release me thursday morning, having had no seizures...the shower i took on thursday was delightful - a great feeling, not being attached to cables and stuck carrying this little purse around. the glue they used to attach the electrodes to my head is some heavy duty stuff - i washed my hair twice, really scrubbing, but still had lots of stuff in my hair. it looks like i've got a serious case of dandruff, but i know it'll all come out eventually. the eeg tech says it could take up to 3 weeks to get all the stuff out, but i think it'll be long gone before then. she also told me i could use nail polish remover to get it out - yeah, i've got tons of that just sitting around at home! *8-) i'll just go with the extra scrubby hair washings, thanks...
amazing how 3.5 days in the hospital can be a vacation, but it really was - not having to deal with work, getting plenty of sleep, it left me feeling really good...not sure how long that feeling will last, but oh well...
i think the fact that i didn't have any seizures even with ZERO seizure meds in my system says a lot - i think the fact that i wasn't stressed and i got lots of sleep made it harder for me to actually have a seizure - they need to have me hooked up at work! it makes me think about the job thing and whether i should request a new schedule or something...*ponder*....
so now i'll sit around and wait to hear from the doc as far as what the test told him...where we go from there, who knows...
Thursday, March 21, 2002
Monday, March 18, 2002
gotta take a few quizzes before heading to the hospital!!
Find out which LifeSaver you are.
What is your meaning of life?
Take the High Yield Killing Method Test Now!!
Victims are tied into you and stretched inch by agonizing inch, until they are either rent limb from limb or they confess. Or hey, maybe both. Not as bad as some people, someone tells you what you want to hear you'll feel better.
What torture would you be?
Find out which LifeSaver you are.
What is your meaning of life?
Take the High Yield Killing Method Test Now!!
Victims are tied into you and stretched inch by agonizing inch, until they are either rent limb from limb or they confess. Or hey, maybe both. Not as bad as some people, someone tells you what you want to hear you'll feel better.
What torture would you be?
gotta be at the hospital in less than 3 hours - how am i gonna live without being on a computer (either working or just fucking off on the net) for 3 days or so? eeeek! yup, i guess i truly am a net.addict. even when i'm not blogging or emailing, i'm just surfing the web, reading fark or catching up on the local news....
Sunday, March 17, 2002
alrighty, work week from hell #3 is over and done with, and i'm halfway through a lost weekend - been too busy catching up on all the sleep i lost at the beginning of the week to actually get anything accomplished. *sigh* i wasn't really thinking of next week as a "vacation", but now i'm starting to feel that way - just the thought of being as far away as possible from the crap at work is heavenly, even if i am gonna be locked up in a hospital room for half a week with wires attached to everything. *shrug*
i worked 43+ hours in 3 days - yeah, okay, i know doctors and people like that do that shit all the time, but i sure as hell am NOT taking home a paycheck like them either. and it's not like we get any sort of appreciation for what we do either - i think our department is definitely taken for granted. at this point, all i can think is "be careful what you wish for - you just might get it" - here i was thinking i was ready for more work and more responsibilities and now that i've got them, ARGH! they're driving me nuts! who knows, perhaps kim will read them the riot act at work and it won't happen again (she PROMISED us it wouldn't) but i'm not holding my breath. it's nice to hear her say it and all, but hey, if the freakin sales dept wants to quadruple the work load on us in a given week, she can't really stop it.
i worked 43+ hours in 3 days - yeah, okay, i know doctors and people like that do that shit all the time, but i sure as hell am NOT taking home a paycheck like them either. and it's not like we get any sort of appreciation for what we do either - i think our department is definitely taken for granted. at this point, all i can think is "be careful what you wish for - you just might get it" - here i was thinking i was ready for more work and more responsibilities and now that i've got them, ARGH! they're driving me nuts! who knows, perhaps kim will read them the riot act at work and it won't happen again (she PROMISED us it wouldn't) but i'm not holding my breath. it's nice to hear her say it and all, but hey, if the freakin sales dept wants to quadruple the work load on us in a given week, she can't really stop it.
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