Work Break

You have no idea how bored I am at this moment. I have been at work, sitting on my derriere, for the last 12 hours. Mind you; Yesterday, I went to the gym and ran for an hour, so my cheeks would rather not be sat on at the moment. But here I am, in this under-padded excuse for a chair. Then there is the heat, combine it with the humidity from all the rainwater that finds its way into the basement and I’m pretty much perched in the middle of a tropical rainforest of sorts. Why can’t they at least just turn off one pizza oven? My balls.., never mind, you get the picture. I’m of course eating everything and anything that they place before me, desperately trying to counter and reverse the affects of yesterdays run to nowhere on a treadmill. However, I am presently sweating more then I did yesterday, so I hope that I am some how burning a portion of my calorie intake.