<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24494254</id><updated>2011-04-21T21:10:00.561-07:00</updated><title type='text'>CSU Tech Millie Vizcorrando</title><subtitle type='html'>She's a rebel
She's a saint
She's the salt of the earth 
And she's dangerous</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millieviz.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24494254/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millieviz.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>CSU Tech Millie Vizcorrando</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17341305577064789237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j146/nypdfan/m1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24494254.post-114796009553741754</id><published>2006-05-18T06:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T06:48:15.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>nicknames and such...</title><content type='html'>It is one thing to call me Millie Vanilli (hahaha, that's so 1993, dumbass).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is quite another to sing, "Millie Wonka, Millie Wonka, the amazing investiga-tier."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*glowers*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's not raining any more. I can't blame the rain. But today, someone in this lab is gonna get hurt.  No doubt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24494254-114796009553741754?l=millieviz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millieviz.blogspot.com/feeds/114796009553741754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24494254&amp;postID=114796009553741754' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24494254/posts/default/114796009553741754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24494254/posts/default/114796009553741754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millieviz.blogspot.com/2006/05/nicknames-and-such.html' title='nicknames and such...'/><author><name>CSU Tech Millie Vizcorrando</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17341305577064789237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j146/nypdfan/m1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24494254.post-114779185788711952</id><published>2006-05-16T11:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T08:04:17.896-07:00</updated><title type='text'>rain rain on my face, it hasn't stopped raining for days</title><content type='html'>Raining. Raining. Raining.  Raining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the hell. It's May.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raining. Raining. Raining. Raining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the hell. It's May.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gahhhhh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*runs around in circles*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This lab is NOT big enough for Morales and I.  Someone is going to get hurt. And "someone" is not Millie.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*eyes everything and everyone mischievously*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rain. Rain. Rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever happens today, I blame the rain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24494254-114779185788711952?l=millieviz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millieviz.blogspot.com/feeds/114779185788711952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24494254&amp;postID=114779185788711952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24494254/posts/default/114779185788711952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24494254/posts/default/114779185788711952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millieviz.blogspot.com/2006/05/rain-rain-on-my-face-it-hasnt-stopped.html' title='rain rain on my face, it hasn&apos;t stopped raining for days'/><author><name>CSU Tech Millie Vizcorrando</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17341305577064789237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j146/nypdfan/m1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24494254.post-114769648620894126</id><published>2006-05-15T05:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-15T05:34:46.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'>getting by...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;We get high in backseats of cars&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We break into mobile homes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We go to sleep to shake up you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And then wake up on our own&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And that's the way we get by to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Way we get by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Aw that's, the way we get by to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Way we get by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We go out in stormy weather&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We rarely practice discern&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We make love to some with sin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We seek out the taciturn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And that's the way we get by to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Way we get by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Aw that's the way we get by to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Way we get by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And that's the way we get by to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Way we get by to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And that's the way we get by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; That's the way we get by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; We found a new kinda dance in a magazine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Try it on, it's like nothin' you've ever seen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You sweet talk like a cop, an' you know it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; You bought a new bag of pot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; So let's make a new start&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And that's the way to my heart to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Way to my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And that's the way we get by to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Way we get by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And that's the way we get by to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Way we get by to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; And that's the way we get by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; That's the way we get by&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24494254-114769648620894126?l=millieviz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millieviz.blogspot.com/feeds/114769648620894126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24494254&amp;postID=114769648620894126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24494254/posts/default/114769648620894126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24494254/posts/default/114769648620894126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millieviz.blogspot.com/2006/05/getting-by.html' title='getting by...'/><author><name>CSU Tech Millie Vizcorrando</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17341305577064789237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j146/nypdfan/m1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24494254.post-114725363407210715</id><published>2006-05-10T02:23:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T02:33:54.083-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DayQuil...The Quil for the Day!</title><content type='html'>Despite the fact that Elliot said he was coming to the lab to "help clean"...the place was far more disturbed after he left...in more ways than one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A chopping machine?! Where the hell did THAT come from?  And...what the hell is it, exactly? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::shudder::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In other news, right when we get in a slew of evidence from a huge case, I seem to have caught a cold.  Dammit.  This always happens, right when I need to be the most alert. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright. Here we go.  Me, a bottle of DayQuil, and a helluva lot of samples to process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::Awhile Later::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wheeeeee!  Didja know this stuff tastes reeeeeally good?  And it makes your head all warm and fuzzy...like clouds...soft...fluffy...clouds...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::THUNK!::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;::head on lab counter::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmmffff...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24494254-114725363407210715?l=millieviz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millieviz.blogspot.com/feeds/114725363407210715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24494254&amp;postID=114725363407210715' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24494254/posts/default/114725363407210715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24494254/posts/default/114725363407210715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millieviz.blogspot.com/2006/05/dayquilthe-quil-for-day.html' title='DayQuil...The Quil for the Day!'/><author><name>CSU Tech Millie Vizcorrando</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17341305577064789237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j146/nypdfan/m1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24494254.post-114709172546634343</id><published>2006-05-08T05:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T05:35:25.493-07:00</updated><title type='text'>and this is why we don't eat in the lab, kids...</title><content type='html'>8:21am.&lt;br /&gt;At the lab already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donuts.&lt;br /&gt;Jelly donuts, to be precise.&lt;br /&gt;And...blood samples.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um.  Ew.  How many times do I have to tell Morales that &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;food is for the breakroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Oh come on, Millie, have a powdered sugar donut..."&lt;br /&gt;"Put it. Away. You're getting sugar everywhere!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;And then Morales ducks out and whoooo gets left to clean up the powdered sugar mess...I swear, it was all over the place. On the counter, the floor, on the face of one of the microscopes...&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Then, of course, Warner comes in&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Is that sample I need done? I've been waiting since last night, they said they'd have it this morning...the analysis of the talcum powder...they were going to analyze it under the microscope and then put it through some chemical tests..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Powder...under...the...microscope?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Oops.&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24494254-114709172546634343?l=millieviz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millieviz.blogspot.com/feeds/114709172546634343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24494254&amp;postID=114709172546634343' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24494254/posts/default/114709172546634343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24494254/posts/default/114709172546634343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millieviz.blogspot.com/2006/05/and-this-is-why-we-dont-eat-in-lab.html' title='and this is why we don&apos;t eat in the lab, kids...'/><author><name>CSU Tech Millie Vizcorrando</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17341305577064789237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j146/nypdfan/m1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24494254.post-114697421630689328</id><published>2006-05-06T20:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-06T20:56:56.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>under the microscope...</title><content type='html'>Essentially living at the lab.  What can I say.  It's just easier. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I suddenly have a very bad feeling about this all&lt;/span&gt;.  Realized some things I didn't know before.  And now I can't help but feel incredibly dense. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it that obvious?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What did I do?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24494254-114697421630689328?l=millieviz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millieviz.blogspot.com/feeds/114697421630689328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24494254&amp;postID=114697421630689328' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24494254/posts/default/114697421630689328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24494254/posts/default/114697421630689328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millieviz.blogspot.com/2006/05/under-microscope.html' title='under the microscope...'/><author><name>CSU Tech Millie Vizcorrando</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17341305577064789237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j146/nypdfan/m1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24494254.post-114649383234942449</id><published>2006-05-01T07:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-05-01T07:30:32.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>blurred lines</title><content type='html'>Everything has always been clean-cut, surface.  Specimen samples, microscope slides, collections of true and falses, black and whites. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the first time in two years...the lines were blurred, I can't see what's going on so clearly...and yet at the same time...it all seems to make sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still fear.  I still want to lose myself in the lab. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lab doesn't ask questions.  The lab doesn't talk back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24494254-114649383234942449?l=millieviz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millieviz.blogspot.com/feeds/114649383234942449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24494254&amp;postID=114649383234942449' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24494254/posts/default/114649383234942449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24494254/posts/default/114649383234942449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millieviz.blogspot.com/2006/05/blurred-lines.html' title='blurred lines'/><author><name>CSU Tech Millie Vizcorrando</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17341305577064789237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j146/nypdfan/m1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24494254.post-114593610413449366</id><published>2006-04-24T20:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T20:35:04.146-07:00</updated><title type='text'>here I am, once again...</title><content type='html'>Once again, got lost in the mound of never-ending work that is my job. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least it doesn't involve standing out in the rain directing traffic.  Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, and Jack? Dinner and Chuck Norris was great. Like I said, we really need to do that again. :-) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mike-I know what shop you're talking about...apparently you don't live too far from me. Interesting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24494254-114593610413449366?l=millieviz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millieviz.blogspot.com/feeds/114593610413449366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24494254&amp;postID=114593610413449366' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24494254/posts/default/114593610413449366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24494254/posts/default/114593610413449366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millieviz.blogspot.com/2006/04/here-i-am-once-again.html' title='here I am, once again...'/><author><name>CSU Tech Millie Vizcorrando</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17341305577064789237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j146/nypdfan/m1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24494254.post-114418339171497476</id><published>2006-04-04T13:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-04T13:43:11.716-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in action</title><content type='html'>And I'm back, having been buried again under a mountain of evidence that needed processing.  The lab has been *severely* backed up--particularly after a certain person (not naming any names *cough* Logan *cough) left Carolyn's desk in such disarray...it took THREE techs to process that shit...and yes, while all the substances *were* biological...well...never mind...*shudder*  Carolyn? I'd put up a barricade around your desk...I'd say one with an electric fence, but I have a feeling *someone* is the type that would be apt to pee on electric fences...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey, Harper: Dinner on Friday night? You, me, and Chuck Norris?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stabler and Benson: Congratulations! I'm just catching up on everything...damn...I get traded to Brooklyn for a few months and I come back and poof! baby! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ed: And it looks like you have a lady love too!  Hey, how's Fontana, by the way? Haven't seen either of you since that case that took me over there last year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24494254-114418339171497476?l=millieviz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millieviz.blogspot.com/feeds/114418339171497476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24494254&amp;postID=114418339171497476' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24494254/posts/default/114418339171497476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24494254/posts/default/114418339171497476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millieviz.blogspot.com/2006/04/back-in-action.html' title='Back in action'/><author><name>CSU Tech Millie Vizcorrando</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17341305577064789237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j146/nypdfan/m1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24494254.post-114305578897795342</id><published>2006-03-22T11:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T11:29:48.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wednesday, by any other name, would still bite</title><content type='html'>Hump Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gahhhh...*headdesk*....two more days till friday, two more days till friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note, to Fellow Techs:  Label your samples *carefully*...do NOT leave them in the lounge refrigerator and do NOT assume people will know what they are.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24494254-114305578897795342?l=millieviz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millieviz.blogspot.com/feeds/114305578897795342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24494254&amp;postID=114305578897795342' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24494254/posts/default/114305578897795342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24494254/posts/default/114305578897795342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millieviz.blogspot.com/2006/03/wednesday-by-any-other-name-would.html' title='Wednesday, by any other name, would still bite'/><author><name>CSU Tech Millie Vizcorrando</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17341305577064789237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j146/nypdfan/m1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-24494254.post-114298325056273432</id><published>2006-03-21T15:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-03-21T15:20:50.570-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CSU (and Millie) is your friend!</title><content type='html'>Ballistics, you say?  Fingerprint dustings?  DNA samples?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*raised brow* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why, yes.  I *can* get those for you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hola, NYPD MCS, SVU and Homicide squads.  Millie Vizcorrando, resident CSU tech here.  I do not know too many of you, so please do introduce yourselves. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More later.  Gotta go run some prints at the lab.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/24494254-114298325056273432?l=millieviz.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://millieviz.blogspot.com/feeds/114298325056273432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=24494254&amp;postID=114298325056273432' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24494254/posts/default/114298325056273432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/24494254/posts/default/114298325056273432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://millieviz.blogspot.com/2006/03/csu-and-millie-is-your-friend.html' title='CSU (and Millie) is your friend!'/><author><name>CSU Tech Millie Vizcorrando</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17341305577064789237</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='30' height='32' src='http://i79.photobucket.com/albums/j146/nypdfan/m1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry></feed>
