work, interrupted

I haven't eaten since noon and these beers went to my head...and I'm still at work. It's good that I'm not really working, but blogging, which is kinda like work. I'm also trying to decide what to get for dinner.

Chinese sounds good.

I don't know why I'm still here. I could be doing this at home--I could be eating--but I'm so used to being here, it's difficult for me to leave.

And my chair's so comfortable. I stole it from my old boss when he left. I told him I was going to do it. He gave me his blessing.

Chinese sounds really good.