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terracinque) wrote2001-10-19 02:25 pm
terracinque) wrote2001-10-19 02:25 pm
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Bored Nigh Unto Death
It's 2:26 on Friday, and work is even more boring than it usually is on a Friday.
This place is like a ghost town.
A tumbleweed just rolled past my cube.
I'm so bored I don't even want to surf the Web or SDMB anymore; I just want to get out of here and do...what? I don't even have any plans for the weekend yet.
I really need to lay some tile in the Lab tonight, but...laying tile on a Friday night? How lame is that?
This place is like a ghost town.
A tumbleweed just rolled past my cube.
I'm so bored I don't even want to surf the Web or SDMB anymore; I just want to get out of here and do...what? I don't even have any plans for the weekend yet.
I really need to lay some tile in the Lab tonight, but...laying tile on a Friday night? How lame is that?