If there's a slower way to kill yourself, I haven't found it yet

13 hours on the phone, kids. I worked a seven hour shift at ye olde Vector, followed immediately by a six hour shift at RMH. I actually had some interesting stuff frolicking in my head earlier due to my reading of Franny and Zooey by J.D. Salinger, but now it's all buried behind "Good Afternoon, Vector Canada" and "Thank you for calling Nextel Customer Telesales". It was good shit, too. Perhaps I'll regain it later. I'm never doing that kinda work again, that's for sure.