I think I recently commented at the Groove Shack about the elasticity of time when in the workplace, but for me it gets worse as the week progresses. Mondays zip by, Tuesdays last longer, Weds even longer, etc, until Fridays are as slow as molasses in the winter. Thank the Lord for days containing a large pile of work and a pair of headphones. Or should that be a pair of work and a large pile of headphones?
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*swings legs idly and looks about*
There's not even anything interesting outside my window today.
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