misAdventures of Workmonkey 3.0

I'm on the verge of completing another senseless day at work, where i've managed to read twelve separate features on espn.com, clean my email inbox, sell an intrusive banner ad for Cingular, and compare stats between all NBA point guards. Also, in the process of my extensive web surfing and instant messaging, I've learned the following:

* You should never say "on accident." It is always "by accident," or, preferrably, "accidentally," as in, "I accidentally pissed away another work day," instead of "I pissed away another work day by accident."

* Dragonhair doesn't have the balls to move to New York. His biggest concerns are that we don't have a "Spoons" out there he can hang out at, and a lack of people interested in SLR fish lens conversations.

* I am fully incapable being constructive during a work day in which I have no tasks to accomplish. The most useful thing I contributed to the planet this blog, and that is saying something.

* The Chinese fought the Indians in 1962, in a war called the Sino-Indian war, over the border of Tibet, which had never been established. It was the highest war ever fought, in terms of elevation. I'm also guessing it had the best food of any war ever.

* Speaking of Chinese food, I don't like shark fin soup. Had it at three different weddings. Why the hell do the Chinese take the oddest part of an animal, and claim it as a delicacy? Everytime I eat shark fin soup, I feel that gives a shark a free bite on a human leg.

* I'm officially done in my quest to find satisfaction in a career. I'm going back to my thinking in the dot.com. Make money, get home as early as you can, and start drinking with Kenta.

The only thing missing is Kenta.

Shit.