But they'll be fucking things up for other people, and therefore not my problem.

Well, yeah, but that misses the key part of the equation, which is you, or rather, me. It can be the same people for all I care, as long as I don't have to be around to up-put with their shit. I'd be kinda pissed if they all got extended lifespans and I didn't, but only in theory. I'd way want out long long before that kinda clock rolled around.

I am sad and bored. And not working. And so bored.

Yeah, me too. Somebody tapdance.

Try instant messaging a bored co-worker who's on a conference call. It's certainly livened up my mood.

Don't forget to tease.

I am going home. right after this document prints and I kick some kids out of the library.

Let them stay in the library -- otherwise they could end up on someone's lawn.

Timelies all!

Why am I so tired? I thought I got a decent night's sleep...

I am sad and bored. But working. And as much as I want something entertaining to read, I'm not going to start a gerund rumble for purely selfish reasons. Because I am an adult.

So how about that porn?

I was so desperate for sensation that I put a zinc lozenge in my mouth. Mostly I'm trying to avoid checking my voicemail.

I'm in my school internet lab and there's a guy three computers down who is reading and laughing to himself. Loudly. Makes me wonder two things:

Is he craxy?

Is this what I sound like at work when I read b.org?