and just as a quick side-note, they have just spent the last 30 minutes of my night/life deciding what their "song" is.  wow.

i am currently in my 14th hour of work.  it would make sense for me to haul ass and finish my work, but if i don't take a break, i will combust.  i am sure of this.  also, my coworker, who sits only 10 feet from me, insists on speaking to her boyfriend for what amounts to hours every day.  (i am also sure of this).  the phone calls are usually intermittant sweet nothings and loud fighting in a very exaggerated brooklyn accent.  the end of every phone call is marked with a disgusting, sighed kiss or "fucking asshole."  awesome.