La, la, la, work is boring

Mondays really do suck, don't they? I think maybe I'll stop doing them altogether, just sleep right through till Tuesday. Or maybe stay home and eat chocolate.

However, only 30 minutes to go until before quitting time, so I'll just brave-little-toaster my way through it and quit whining. Out loud, anyway.

One of my co-workers just buzzed me on the intercom to ask a question. During the course of the conversation, which was mercifully brief, she said, "I'm just diddling while I'm on the phone." God, I hope she didn't mean what I first thought she meant. It was pretty hard to focus on whatever she said after that, though, because I was too busy snickering into my hand like a twelve-year old. Nine-year old, whatever.