Because they've blocked Facebook...

I will write a blog entry at work.

As I said, they have blocked my favourite addiction from me at work. I'm not sure why or how, but one cannot access Facebook from any of the computers in the office. This worries and upsets me. If I'm on a computer all day, I need to be able to stay informed on my friends' lives. It's inhumane Infonex, give me back my drug!

Moving on....

Work is turning into hell with fluorescent lighting. This list is impossible and retarded. I hate it. I've been working on it for over a week. I'm tired of it. Give me something else to do please.
*dies*

So it's 3.30 (the British way cause I'm cool like that) and time for cookies and juice (cause I'm the youngest one here and why shouldn't this be like kindergarten?). I very much want to go downstairs and smoke the rest of the cigarillo in my bag. I'm trying to resist but it's making me even more pissy. Oh nicotine, why must I love you?


I only have 2 more hours left until I'm free of this place. I can't wait. Errands on the way home, packed subway to deal with, quick shower and bite to eat, then back on the subway to meet Dan after he gets off school. Reading and the like to do tonight as well, although once I'm at Dan's I doubt I will get much reading done. He's also going to scold me about my piercings. I'm not taking care of them as well as I should and he's going to know when he looks at them tonight. There are a couple downsides to dating a pro piercer....

Well I should really get back to work (and when I say "back to work", I really mean "waste more time goofing around online and texting people").

Cheers,
Dawnie