I'm sitting here at work staring out the window wondering when I should leave work today. I shouldn't even be here. It is one of our Friday's off. But instead I chose to come into work and try to get ahead of next week's onslaught of deadlines and demands.

I just came back from Fate for lunch, and now I'm stuffed. Hell, it's Friday - I even had a beer with lunch.

Today is a gorgeous day. So I had a nice walk back to the office.

But now I'm torn: Should I be a good employee and be useful and get a bunch of work done (since there are no distractions) or should I be a bum and just go home?

I don't want to be here.

I'll probably fart around for a little longer and then head out of here. I want to be out of here soon - the traffic is gonna be bad already.

At least my wifey is finally recuperating and has returned to the land of the living.

Labels: Fate, Friday, sick, wifey, work

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