As I've mentioned, I've got this job thing. And jobs are nice, because they give you money and net access. But I've got net access. And for some reason I'm not worrying about the money. So the fact that they scheduled a meeting with me tomorrow just prolongs the drumming my fingers on the desk. Oh well. That gives me a chance to return a DVD to a coworker that I forgot this morning. The DVD, not the coworker.