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Dial to Slow Yearn Fact -- I listened to Mr. Peabody and the Quiet You religiously and followed him around like a lost puppy, getting everyone to listen to it along the way. I also know that it's more of a band name than a radio show, and a damn fine one at that.

I'm now full of relatively decent coffee (thanks to the lovely people at the Downtown Philly Mariott Starbucks) and, despite getting shafted after the final Curtis call (it was down to 10 people from 120, and only one person made the cut from today... Boo!), I'm feeling content in being a geeky, chubby and yet somehow hot babe. Oh yes.