Well, there actually isn’t another thing.

I’m just bored outa my skull and am trying to find something to do that will kill the last couple minutes of my work day.

My manager just came over and asked if I wanted to play “Secret Santa” this year. I’ve done it in the past… buying cheap gifts for people I don’t know in the office. It’s actually kinda fun, but I’m just not into it this year. “Maybe next time” I said. Then the guilt kicked in.

I am the king of guilt. I have my two buckets, full to the rim of guilt, and I cary them everywhere I go.

One of these days I gotta learn to put them down and leave them.

Anyway… enough of this introspective stuff.

I noticed that it’s now after 5:00 pm. I can go home, crack a beer, and listen to my kids whine about how they want everything. Rapture!