You ever have one of those days where you know you haven’t done anything, your coworkers know you haven’t done anything, your boss knows you haven’t done anything, but time passes anyway? You begin to wonder what happens in the intervals between looking up at the clock and hitting the Send/Receive button on your e-mail. You think to yourself:

“Maybe I’ve been abducted by aliens…but then people would notice…but maybe that’s part of Their genius! Sneaky bastards.”
“Do I have narcolepsy? If I did, how would I know?”
“Do I really play that much Spy Hunter?”
“Is that a drool puddle or just spilled water?”

On second thought, maybe that original question should have been, “You ever not have one of those days…?”