After Evildeb responded to a managerial request with a buttload of information:

Jodi: Hello ball! I’m Deb, and I am going to be on top of you now.

Evildeb: I fell off right after

Jodi: louise did that a couple of weeks ago. she was sitting on my exercise ball… fell right off. hit her head on the desk. i hope you didn’t hit your head on the desk. 

Jodi: hey… my eye is twitching, it won’t stop. it was doing that last night too. does that mean i am crazy?

Evildeb: Yes.

Jodi: whooo-hooo!  good-bye rational thinking!!

Louise is on sabbatical now. At least I hope she is, the last thing I heard from her was a totally stressed out email on Saturday. If everything went according to plan, she flew home to Scotland yesterday. Then she and her mum are going on a Scandinavian cruise. So I kinda hate her. Not kinda…I do. She’s going to St. Petersburg and I’ve always wanted to go there! Since way back when it was Leningrad! Not fair. She’s also going to Sweden, probably Stockholm. And Coppenhagen, Amsterdam and something German. Can’t remember what. I told her to bring me back something Russian. Like a sailor. Hoo-boy! I’m going to miss her. I’ll have to find someone else to come and visit me every day and tell me how hard it is for someone like herself to deal with the “regular” people. That’s my girl!

Amelia: Why is he so excited, and loud, today?

Me: Beginning of the quarter… fresh clean sales slate. He’s “striving.”

Amelia: “Striving?”

Me: Yes, he’s rilly rilly striven.

Amelia: Is that a word?

Me: Look it up.

Amelia: Do you see a dictionary in this poster with me?

Me: Sheesh… you used to be such a striver, too.

Amelia: I could strive your ass off, kid.

Me: Word.