I've either been eating, sashaying my way to the ladies or staring aimlessly into the high technical square box accompanied with fingers clicking constantly on the wired mouse. I'm mould into a lethargic robot, it's wise for me to start making authentic use of my brains real soon. Work is getting overly stale simply because there isn't really much to complete/meet the deadlines.
The real thing is, when will I ever master the art of satisfaction? :) I should be glad receiving cash doing nothing
much. Right?(.)