drag

i'm sitting at work well past my work hours and doing nothing in particular and the one an only thing i want to be doing is going home. back yard+kaspar+garden hose+a cold drink+dinner... i'd much rather be there with him and not here sitting in a mildly warm and airless office. but, my computer busted last friday. and this morning i spent endless hours frustrated trying to fix it myself, but had to admit to defeat and call the computer doctor. so here i am. waiting for the computer to be fixed. biting my lips. wanting to get out. boredom.