It’s 10:25am and I have already lost the battle with working.  I was planning to work, but then found out something that I thought was due today was actually really not needed until next Friday, but told I should do it anyway to have it out of the way.  But it’s Friday and we can’t have that.  Then I got lectured behind a closed door for something that was only marginally my fault, but I had to be lectured because we must have accountability.  And this was all by 10am.  So I thought, well I’ll just check out my friend’s blogs, and then well I’ll just read this forward, and then, I’ll just check out “Go Fug Yourself” and now, just a mere 1 hour and 28 minutes into my work day, I am looking at baby bedding.  This has totally devolved and must be stopped!  Maybe after lunch.  I mean I’d hate to just break into work, I might strain a brain muscle or something.