I NEED ONE OF THESE

Ever had one of those days (or weeks) when this would be appropriate? I know I want one. Have a good Monday! IT IS TRAILER PARK BOYS NIGHT!!! WOO HOOO!!!!!

Fuck you ! Fridays

It is that time of the week again. I don't have a picture for FU Friday. When you read where it is sent out to, you will understand.

I have run out of meds and my Doctor is on holidays til Feb 5th. I spent all day yesterday trying to get someone to give me a refill. No such luck. It drives me that you can't get a medically neccessary refil until your regular doctor returns. What am I supposed to do until then? Suffer I guess.

So I send out a big Fuck You to the messed up medical system.

My next one is a little more painful. I think of myself as a loyal friend. I will defend you to the end of the earth. BUT if you betray me or my trust, you are dead to me. I came home from school last night and found a letter in my mailbox. It was from the mother of the girl I am looking after for the week. She is bitching because I called her house twice and she wants me to stop. In truth, it was HER DAUGHTER calling to talk to her brother. Whatever. Then she goes on to say things that the girl's father had told her about me and my family. Things he was told in trust. I cannot believe he would stab us in the back like that. I have never been anything but supportive to him. Who took his daughter when her own Mother wouldn't. This is the payback I get. I am so hurt. I realize alot of her letter was bullshit, but someone had to give her the information. I know I didn't and I know my husband didn't,so who is left? I am now sending my next Fuck You to betrayal by so called friends!

Now you see why there is no picture. Kinda hard to come up with a picture for those kinds of things.

Have a good weekend all. Don't forget to let TG know that you played along.

This is my life.

I used to be a grownup. I used to have adult interests. Now I am trapped in a house with preschoolers. This is what my life has been reduced to. Instead of discussing with you the latest episode of Desperate Housewives, I am going to show you the intro to my favorite kid's show. I love this bear. When he dances it makes me laugh. Oh God, I need an adult to talk to.

Things here have been crazy! My friend had to fly to Mexico this weekend for his niece's wedding. ( poor baby. Wish I had to fly to Mexico) Anyway, his parents are too ill to travel so he went to represent the family.His ex decieded to be miserable and refused to take their daughter for the week. This is 16 hours before he is to leave. He was in a panic. To make a long story short, I now have an extra daughter for a week.

On Friday afternoon, I got a call from a Mom. She was supposed to go back to work on Monday. Her daycare plans fell through and she was desperately looking for someone to look after her 10 month old daughter. I now have a 10 month old girl here. She is adorable!

There were two deaths here this weekend. My friend's father passed away on Friday. She had to leave her kids again to fly home. My heart breaks for her. Then the Mother of a friend of ours passed away on Saturday. Cancer is a bitch. No two ways about it.

I hope all is well with everyone else.

FUCK YOU! FRIDAYS

It is that time of the week again. It is FUCK YOU! FRIDAY.

Today's episode is brought to you by idiot politicians. Today's winner is a man who (in my opinion) is a cross between a lawyer and a used car salesman. Yes, todays winner is none other than NDP Leader Jack Layton! This man needs to do some research before he goes anywhere outside of his home. This is the same man who thinks they way to stop terrorism is to sit down to tea with the Taliban.

This week our intrepid leader was at the Manitoba Ag Days in Brandon. The nitwit was giveing a speech to agriculture producers. He was quoted as saying to them "Another important issue is SARS. I was just talking to a cattle producer today who said the situation is worse now than when we were in the middle of SARS". Throughout his speech, he kept referring to SARS. Hello idiot! The issue to cattle producers is not SARS it is BSE!(aka Mad Cow disease) Get your facts before you open your mouth. SARS has not affected cattle. BSE is the threat to cattle. Then Eastern politicians wonder why they are alienating Western voters. This just pisses me off. We all know that most federal politicians believe the world ends in Toronto but can you at least pretend to have an inkling of interest in the issues that affect the rest of us?

So to Mr. Layton for giving us proof once again that eastern politicians do not have a clue about Manitoba, I offer you this week's huge FUCK YOU! If you want to know what FU Fridays are all about, visit the gang and let them know you played.

GOTTA LOVE A GROOVIN GRANNY

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IT IS MONDAY AGAIN

Since it is Monday and I have been away for a while, I am going to empty out all the thoughts floating around my little head. Bear with me.

First things first. I would like to offer my condolences to all of Betcha's friends. While I never had the honor of meeting her, I know we read some of the same blogs. I always enjoyed reading her thoughtful comments. Losing someone so young and full of promise is just unfair. May her friends find comfort in their memories of her.

Now onto my bitching. On Friday, it was -48C here. According to a temperature converter I found on the Internet, that would make it -54F. In other words, IT WAS DAMN COLD!!! (Mark, if you still want to live here, you ARE the Lord of the Idiots. I will gladly trade you places). The School Division decided that it was too cold to run the school buses. Their reasoning was, if a bus should break down, it would take 15 - 20 minutes to get another bus there. (remember those times, it is important for later). They feel that is too long to have the students wait on the bus in the cold. It would be too dangerous to have to sit there for that long. IF, we lived in a rural area, I would agree with their reasoning. However, we don't. We live in a city. In the Capital city of the Province I might add. I can poke holes in their thinking. 1. If a bus should break down, the bus will not immediately become cold unless all the windows and doors are left open. The bus will stay warm for a while. The students would be okay for a while. 2. Being in the city, if a replacement bus did take longer to get there, the students could take shelter in any number of offices, stores, churches or community clubs they pass along the way. Sorry that argument doesn't hold water with me. If you need to cancel the buses, then cancel school all together.

Here is where I get royally pissed off. If you are a bus student, Friday was an excused absence for you. If you were not a bus student, you were expected to be at school. (Remember the time limit?) It takes my son 15 - 20 minutes to walk to school from our house. If he didn't go to school it was an unexcused absence for him. How is that fair? 15 - 20 minutes is too long for students to sit on a disabled bus, but not too long for my son to be in the cold. WTF???? It has always been that way, but it just strikes me as unfair. My friend's son lives one street over. He is classified as a bus student, but he never takes the bus, he always walks with my son instead. The Vice Principal called their house and told them that unless the boy had a ride both to and from school, he was not to come to school since there was no bus. I don't have a car, so my son still would have to walk and still have an unexcused absence. It drives me mad!

Thanks for listening to that little rant. My family is sick of hearing me complain about it.

Next up. Here are a few stories about what a bad parent I am. My son has been sick with a cold on and off for about four weeks. I tried to get him into our doctor, but it was impossible. You know how wonderful our medical system is. Anyway, on Wed, I decided that enough was enough and we were going to find him a Walk in Clinic. While we were at it, I had a sore throat I thought I would get checked out too. The usual Clinic we go to was closed for the whole week. Shoot. Okay next plan. The next Clinic I thought of was an out of the way place, not many people knew about. We had never been there, but I know I had seen a sign stating that appointments were not needed. Great except they closed at 5 and it was now 7. Last chance, one more clinic. This clinic was so full people were standing elbow to elbow. My son looked at me and said that he didn't want to wait, he just wanted to go home to bed. So we gave up. I did mention to him that we had passed at least 4 Vet offices. They were all open and didn't look busy. He didn't see the humor in that. On Friday, my one daughter was complaining about an earache just like me, so I took both of them to one of the walk ins we had tried earlier in the week. Luckily, the wait was only an hour so we all go in.

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Here is where bad parenting came into play. When the doctor saw my son he asked "HE HAS BEEN LIKE THIS FOR HOW LONG?" I guess he was a little more ill than we had figured. He has a throat and sinus infection and is on heavy duty meds. I felt rotten. Poor kid had been sick for so long, I should have taken him in earlier. On the plus side, the boy did tell me that he thought it was just a cold and nothing worse. Bad Parent, Bad Parent.

This next bit is hard for me to talk about. I cannot see the silver lining in this one and I for sure cannot see humor in it. I just have to get it out. Be gentle when you judge me on this one.

My one daughter S is a difficult child. When she was two days old, the nurse was waiting for us at the hospital door. She announced to us " Little Miss has an attitude" Little Miss was only two days old and two months premature. I knew right then, we were screwed. S is described as lively and feisty. She is also stubborn and quick tempered. Lately, things have been getting worse. She has started having accidents and throwing tantrums. Not little tantrums, I mean big 45 - an hour tantrums. She is starting to get violent too. I am sure some of this is brought on by the rotten kid at school that keeps harassing her. The School doesn't see these tantrums so they don't understand what a problem this bullying is causing. I guess they figure if they don't have to deal with it, it is not a problem. Anyway, the last time we took her to the doctor, I told her Dad to tell the Doctor about all this. He didn't see the point, but I made him promise to do it anyway. He did. The Doctor suspected ADD might be the problem. She is not disruptive in the classroom. As a matter of fact, her grades are very good and she is well liked by her teachers. We were referred to a Child and Adolescent Treatment Centre. They have since done an in ital assessment. They have decided that she is Not Add but she does need help. The wait list for help runs about 12 weeks. So we won't get in until Feb or March. In the mean time, they want us to get her assessed by a psychologist. Great. I will do whatever we need. The uh-oh part is that they warned us, it is not covered by the government medicare. The cost to us will be about $500. Okay, that is alot of money, but it needs to be done. When I actually made the appointment, it is not $500 instead it is $1100! Yikes. I don't have that type of money and I am not sure where I will get it from. Something is not right with this program when you have to pay that much for this. It is not something we did because we felt like it. This child needs help that I can't give her. I don't know why she does these things. The last meltdown she had, she tried to hit anyone near her and threatened me with a knife. She is only 9. If we don't get her help now, what will happen in the future to her? I can't help but think there is something that I did wrong to make her this way. Am I that bad of a Mother that I have damaged my daughter in some way? When she says she would be better in foster care than with me, I have to wonder what horrible thing did I do to her? What kind of mother am I ? This is so painful to feel that even your child feels she would be better off away from you. I don't know how to fix it because I don't even know the cause. I feel like my heart is breaking.

Those are the thoughts that are running through my head, and hopefully you now understand where I have been lately. I will try to check in with everyone this week. Take care.

BUMPER STICKER FUNNIES

- Herblock's Law: If it's good, they will stop making it.

- History does not repeat itself, historians merely repeat each other.

- It is a miracle that curiosity survives formal education.

- It works better if you plug it in.

- It's not hard to meet expenses, they're everywhere.

- Jury: Twelve people who determine which client has the better lawyer.

- Let not the sands of time get in your lunch.

- Reality is the only obstacle to happiness.

Back To Normal ( or at least what passes for normal around here)

Woo Hoo!! I survived Christmas holidays. It was touch and go for a while there but I squeaked by. I have taken a poll of local parents. We have decieded that two weeks off is way toooo looooonnngggg. One week would be perfect. Okay, having school seven days a week for 10 hours a day would be perfect, but I will take what I can get. Our holidays were topped off with a snowstorm on New Year's Eve. The husband threw his back out shovelling, so our new years consisted of him laying on the couch moaning in pain. Do we know how to ring the new year or what?

I am happy to report that we made it through the holidays without any trips to the emergency room. No broken bones or gopher hole falls this Christmas. That in itself is something to celebrate.

I received the greatest present this year. From my kids, I got two tickets to see the Trailer Park Boys live!! I can't wait! Ooops my white trash roots are showing again. The TPB will be joined by Swollen Members and Helix. I didn't know Helix was even still around. It should be fun. The official countdown has started. THERE ARE NOW 24 DAYS TILL TPB!!!!!!!!!

I hope y'all had a wonderful Christmas and a great start to the new year.

My New Year's Resolution.

In the year 2007 I resolve to: Moon the cameras in the parking garage. Get your resolution here.

First off, I stole this idea from Al. Second of all, since the kids aren't back in school yet, this idea will have to suffice for my hnt too. I hope for better next week.

Happy New Year Y'all

MY CHRISTMAS WISH

As you all settle down with family and friends this Christmas Season I ask one thing of you . When you are safe in bed, please say a prayer for our troops far from home. Send them your best wishes and prayers for their safety. Pray they will all come home safe and sound. Pray for their families who are making sacrifices too. Please keep them all in your thoughts. MAY YOU ALL HAVE A SAFE AND MERRY CHRISTMAS!!!

My Version of the 12 Days of Christmas

On the Twelveth day of Christmas, the season brought to me....

Twelve insane in - laws

Eleven cards to write

Ten loads of dishes

Nine unwrapped presents

Eight parking tickets

Seven Children fighting

Six unbought presents

FIVE CHRISTMAS PARTIES

Four Christmas Concerts

Three kids with strept throat

Two tons of chocolate

AND A MOUND OF DIRTY LAUND - RY!!!!!!!!

Who has time for this? Have you read what is going on around here?!?!

MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!!! SEE YOU IN THE NEW YEAR!!!

WHAT KIND OF DRUNK ARE YOU?

I stole this from Honkie2. I thought it was kind of appropriate for the season. Merry Christmas Y'all!
What Kind of Drunk Are You?
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Christmas is coming.... Ready or not

WOW, only 5 more days til Christmas. The pressure is on now.

This week was the school Christmas Concert. You have to love it. The concert this year was a multicultural celebration... or something like that. A comedy of errors is more like it. First of all there are 300 white kids trying to act like they have some sense of rythmn. Face it, they don't! One part of the concert had the kids banging drums to a Kwanzaa song. It would have been really good if they had ANY musical talent. Unfortunetly, one drummer finnished before the singers did, the other three were playing their own songs I think. Then there were the two kids who were trying to keep the beat and almost fell off the stage. For one part of it, they were supposed to sway to the music. Do you remember those desk games people used to have? The game with the silver balls that would knock into each other? That is what these kids looked liked. They were each going opposite directions. It was hilarious! The children were all very proud of themselves. You have to give the wonderful music teacher credit. She did her best with musically challenged white kids. All in all it was a nice evening and everyone seemed to enjoy themselves.

With the good always comes the bad. My sweet little girl had an accident at school yesterday. We finally got the bully thing worked out and she goes and hurts herself. I was up to my ears in xmas baking when I got the call. "You had better come to the school right away. We think your daughter has broken her arm.". Wonderful. Off we went. Three cheers for our wonderful medical system. When we arrived at the hospital, we waited for a half an hour before we even spoke to anyone. That was just to get her name on the list. Upon talking to the lady next to us, we knew we were in trouble. Her husband had come into the hospital at 2 am. He was only getting xrays then (15 hours later). The nurse at the desk, suggested we go somewhere else. Then the dilema starts. I didn't want to take her to the Children's hospital. In the paper that morning was a story of how a woman was robbed inside the hospital attached to the children's hospital at knifepoint.( What a great society we live in. I am bleeding profusely from a vital organ but sure take my wallet.) I was considering taking my daughter to the city my parents live in. It is a smaller city about an hour away. Fortunetly, by now, my girl was able to move her elbow more. So we guessed it wasn't broken. Instead, we ended up at a walk in clinic. We only waited for an hour. Not bad. The good news is that her elbow is not broken just a bad sprain. Hooray! No cast for Christmas!

That has been our life in a nutshell. Whew!

WHO ME? NEVER

You're Totally Sarcastic

You sarcastic? Never! You're as sweet as a baby bunny. Seriously, though, you have a sharp tongue - and you aren't afraid to use it. And if people are too wimpy to deal with your attitutde, then too bad. So sad.

How Sarcastic Are You?

FUCK YOU! FRIDAYS

I was in a such a good mood. Was being the key word there. This week, I had a friend come and visit me. I hadn't seen her in almost 10 years. I was a little nervous about seeing her again. We had lost touch and only reconnected this summer. It was kind of like inviting a stranger over. About 2 minutes after she got here we picked up where we left off. It was great seeing her again. I got to meet her two children. They were adorable. The little boy walked in the house and started talking and didn't stop. When I was telling my husband about it, he said" He is just his Mom isn't he". That visit made me so happy! I am looking forward to seeing them again. Next time I hope to meet her husband. I knew her ex husband from high school. She tells me her new husband is completely different. That is wonderful too.

I am almost finnished my xmas cards, my daughter's school pictures finally came, my daughter finnished 6th in her Provincial Bowling Tournament,Jack and Mistify got engaged, and I am almost done my shopping. (Honkie, I like the idea of gift cards for everyone). I was flying high. Everything was going great. I should have known it wouldn't last.

Then things started to go wrong. First I went to the store to buy milk. The Four litre jug slipped out of my hands and hit the floor. I don't know if you have ever tried this but when this milk jug hits the floor from a distance, it doesn't just break..... it explodes!! It exploded everywhere. It went all over me and my daughter and up the drink cooler. My daughter is screaming " It is in my eyes! I can't see!" Nothing like drawing attention to us. Do you think this could happen in a small corner of the store? Not a chance. This is right in front of the cashier. How embarrassing. When I tried to pick up the jug, it had split down the side and gushed everywhere. Nothing like making things worse. Then I took my daughters to Timmies for a hot chocolate and a donut. When my daughter was trying to get into the car she dropped her donut in a puddle. My week went downhill from there.

My good friend sent me an email at 2Am to say her Dad had a blood clot in his leg that has moved to this lungs. She was leaving immediately for Arizona. It doesn't sound good. I am so worried for her. Either way it is going to suck for her. Either her Dad doesn't make it till Xmas or he does and she misses Xmas with her kids. I hope her Dad recovers. Then my other friend's son was waiting for me at school to telll me his Grandma had a heartattack last night. His Dad spent the night at the hospital. She is still alive, but that is all I know right now. Serious illness is terrible anytime of the year but it really bites during Xmas.

My daughter has been having a hard time at school lately. There is a boy in her class she is really scared of. He has threatened to bring a knife to school to use on her. ( Did I mention they are 9?) He keeps making threatening motions to her. He pushes her into walls. She has a bruise on her stomach and a scrape on her knee from him. I have complained to the teacher, principal and guidance cousellor. So far nothing has happened and I don't hold any hope it will. They have a Safe School program. It is supposed to prevent bullying. Basically it is lip service provided by left wing moonbats. It is great in theroy, but they never put it into action. If they had, when this boy threatened my daughter with a knife, the Social Worker, Parents and Police should have been involved. Never happened. Now I have to pull my daughter out of bed screaming every morning. She is terrified to go to school. Thank God there is only 6 days left til Xmas break. When I spoke to the teacher, she told me my daughter retailiates with the threat that she will get her brother to come to school and beat up the boy. First of all, that wouldn't happen second of all, what do you expect her to do? She is terrified and the school won't protect her. She needs to do something to make her feel safer. I am at a loss here.

Basically, I need to offer the whole world a big FU! For now, I will settle for sending it to the item that started it all...Milk

IT IS ALMOST CHRISTMAS TIME AGAIN. I WAS SENT THIS IN AN EMAIL TODAY. IT BROUGHT TEARS TO MY EYES. I HOPE YOU WILL ALL PASS IT ON AND PLEASE REMEMBER ALL OF OUR TROOPS STATIONED FAR AWAY FROM HOME THIS CHRISTMAS SEASON. MAY GOD BRING THEM ALL HOME SAFE AND SOUND! GOD BLESS THEM ONE AND ALL.

The Night Before Christmas

T'was the night before Christmas,

He lived all alone,

In a one bedroom house,

Made of plaster and stone.

I had come down the chimney,

With presents to give,

And to see just who,

In this home did live.

I looked all about,

A strange sight I did see,

No tinsel, no presents,

Not even a tree.

No stocking by the mantle,

Just boots filled with sand,

On the wall hung pictures,

Of far distant lands.

With medals and badges,

Awards of all kinds,

A sober thought,

Came through my mind.

For this house was different,

It was dark and dreary,

I found the home of a soldier,

Once I could see clearly.

The soldier lay sleeping,

Silent, alone,

Curled up on the floor,

In this one bedroom home.

The face was so gentle,

The room in such disorder,

Not how I pictured,

A Canadian soldier.

Was this the hero,

Of whom I'd just read?,

Curled up on a poncho,

The floor for a bed?

I realized the families,

That I saw this night,

Owed their lives to these soldiers,

Who were willing to fight.

Soon round the world,

The children would play,

And grownups would celebrate,

A bright Christmas day.

They all enjoyed freedom,

Each month of the year,

Because of the soldiers,

Like the one lying here.

I couldn't help wonder,

How many lay alone,

On a cold Christmas eve,

In a land far from home.

The very thought brought,

A tear to my eye,

I dropped to my knees,

And started to cry.

The soldier awakened,

And I heard a rough voice,

Santa, don't cry,

This life is my choice.

I fight for freedom,

I don't ask for more,

My life is my god,

My country, my corps."

The soldier rolled over,

And drifted to sleep,

I couldn't control it,

I continued to weep.

I kept watch for hours,

So silent and still,

And we both shivered,

From the cold night's chill.

I didn't want to leave,

On that cold, dark night,

This guardian of honour,

So willing to fight.

Then the soldier rolled over,

With a voice, soft and pure,

Whispered, "carry on Santa,

It's Christmas day, all is secure."

One look at my watch,

And I knew he was right,

Merry Christmas my friend,

And to all a good night."

This poem was written by a peace keeping soldier stationed overseas. The following is his request. I think it is reasonable. PLEASE. Would you do me the kind favour of sending this to as many people as you can? Christmas will be coming soon and some credit is due to our Canadian service men and women for our being able tocelebrate these festivities. Let's try in this small way to pay atiny bit of what we owe. Make people stop and think of our heroes, living and dead, who sacrificed themselves for us. Please, do your small part to plant this small seed.

Soundtrack of my Life

The soundtrack to your life (stolen from Tattooed Pink Lady)

So, here's how it works:

1. Open your library (iTunes, Winamp, Media Player, iPod, etc) 2. Put it on shuffle 3. Press play 4. For every question, type the song that's playing 5. When you go to a new question, press the next button 6. Don't lie and try to pretend you're cool...

Waking Up: "Last Call Casualty"- Bowling For Soup

First Day at School: "Mr. Roboto" - Styx

Falling In Love: "Save Tonight" - Eagle Eye Cherry

Fight Song: "Refugee" - Tom Petty

Breaking Up: "The Break up Song" - Greg Kihn Band

Prom: "Lips Of An Angel" - Hinder

Life: "On A Night Like This" - Trick Pony

Breakdown: "Razorblade Kiss" - His Infinite Majesty (HIM)

Driving: "Mama Let Him Play" - Jerry Doucette

Flashback: "Pretty Fly For A White Guy" - The Offspring

Wedding: "Because Of You" - Kelly Clarkson

Birth of Child: "Sold" - John Micheal Montgomery

Final Battle: "Goodie Two Shoes" - Adam Ant

Death Scene: "U and UR Hand" - Pink

Funeral Song: "Closing Time" - Green Day

Now I have tagged you. Let me know if you played along.

I AM CANADIAN!

You are 100% Canuck!

You rock, you are an almighty Canadian through and through. You have proven your worthiness and have won the elite prize of living in a country as awesome as Canada. Yes I know other countries think they are better, but we let them have that cuz we know better than they do, eh?

How Canadian Are You?
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My favorite Lord of the Idiots, this test is for you. Now you can prove deep down, you are a REAL Canadian.

I had a great post ready for Fuck You Fridays. Now I have to change it slightly. FUCK YOU TO BLOGGER AND BLOGGER BETA!!!!! It won't let me add a picture and it won't let me add anything to my sidebar! It pisses me off. I am sorry I switched to beta. It is nothing but a huge pain in the ass.

I will have to continue without a picture. You will have to use your imagination.

My original fuck you was instant. As soon as I read the front page of our local newspaper. There on the front page was a story that made my blood boil. One of our brave boys (and girls) in blue was shot yesterday in the line of duty. There is no update to his status. I am hoping and praying it is not serious. These brave people put their lives on the line day after day. They deal with the lowest level of humanity. They see things that would make the rest of sick. Just because they are our protectors, people want to see them hurt. The police services do the hard work for little or no appreciation.

My huge Fuck you is sent to the scum that sent three of these brave officers to the hospital. There is a hot spot in hell reserved for people like that.

I am asking you all pray for these brave officers. Pray for their health and safety.

I hope yall have a safe and wonderful weekend. Now fuck off!

I AM ZEUS! ALL BOW TO ME!

Which God or Goddess are you? Your Result: Zeus Greek King of the Gods You are a powerful leader. You like to manipulate life to your own accord. You have many lovers. You like to rule over those who are powerless against your advances.
Ares Greek God of War
Artemis Greek Goddess of the Hunt
Dionsyus Greek God of Wine
Hades Greek God of the Underworld
Aphrodite Greek Goddess of Love
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