admission of guilt
I confess: I have not done a lick of work, in an hour and forty five minutes of on-the-clock time. I suppose this is my passive-aggressive revenge against the company/boss for my getting written up (just cause I don't *care* doesn't mean they don't have to *pay*! TANSTAAFL, enacted from *my* direction!) - but I really should get hoppin' before someone notices (not that it's likely, but... well, I have to appease my inner Puritan work ethic! "Before someone notices" is a sop to my inner majority, which is much lazier than Goodwife Wageslave. If only she wasn't so loud! And she has a stupid hat! So there! *razz*).
*sigh* Anyway! Onward! *squares shoulders* Paper-shuffling, ho! *cracks whip*