Why am I at work?

No one is here. My boss isn't here. I've read an inbox full of emails, several of which pissed me off or confused me. Fuck.

I'm such a rebel

I just got back from lunch. I know I said I'd take a long lunch, which I didn't. But I did have a sit down lunch instead of a takeout lunch. Aw yeah. Turkey sandwich with a cup of soup and a pickle spear on the side. That is serious sit down restaurant grub.

Lookit me, subverting authority. Hah.