This is quite possibilty the longest day in the world. I know it wouldn't be this long if I was home, but being at work makes it definately the longest day in the world. And knowing it's Friday and the weekend is waiting for you... like a bunch of buddies standing outside your window waving at you to hurry up... makes it longer. I have stuff to do, sure. But why do it now when I can do it later? Right?

The advantage of working with your honey in the same building is he can sneak into your office, tip you back in your chair, and jam his tongue up your nostril, then exit with not a single word spoken.

That is definately a great way to wake yourself back up. So now I'm up. Doesn't make me want to do anything, but I'm up.