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Date Posted: 13:34:56 04/03/02 Wed
Author: DarkOmyn
Subject: Bored

*looks up at the clock, it reads - 1:30.. pm. He holds his head down, looking back up at his monitor in which he should be coding on but is otherwise not doing. A quick glance around the room offeres no more comfort as the bland white walls just beam the bright florescent lights around the room. His hand reaches for his coffee mug.. empty, perhaps a smoke, no, can't do that either. His eyes refocus on the clock, hoping that time itself had simply just faded away and reappeared at the end of the day, but no, 1:33.. pm. He slips his headphones on, opens up the music player and begins his lack-luster quest into the internet, looking for small snipits of code, anything that might give him the urge to work again, but, no. The old familiar songs of his less responsible days come on over the headphones, but bring little comfort in the face of a Wednesday at 1:37.. pm. A large sigh passes over his lips as he watches one of the suport staff slip out the front door, he knows there going to do whats hes been wanting to do for the past 4 hours, have a smoke. One last sigh slips out as he now looks down back at the clock realizing hes probably taken up enough of these poor peoples time who may be reading his rammbles. 1:40.. pm.*

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