Things I look up on the Internets when I'm bored at work (which is often)

The title says it all really. I've stumbled on some grand deelights in the world of surfing and sneaking. See, there's a skill to avoiding "the talk" with your already snoopy, critical boss who thinks it's best you don't let anyone see you're bored at work. My response, "did ya wanna give me some work then?? I'm happy to earn my keep here and all, but dang what do expect me to do?"

I've worked in this sterile hell hole for almost 4 years. There's probably about 2 years of great experience in there and you can just package up the last 2 in about 1 month cuz that's how much work I've had. Times are tough and money is tight so zero funding for projects means little work is generated down the worker bee streamline. Less is needed from a high end admin like myself, and after 4 years, the biznass running across my desk machines itself like a well oiled 22R Toyota engine that's got 400,000 miles on it. I just sit back and click buttons for a second and the work does itself. I'm so bored I could go a little crazy sometimes. Do you ever day dream about getting up out of your cube in the white noise silent abyss of cubeland and want to just shout proverbial insults at "the man"? I do. Often.

I've been reading the internets now for a few years and am getting bored with my usual content. Here's a short list of what I read on the daily:

Gmail (of course)

Horoscopes - in this order:
www.Tarot.com
www.moonology.com
www.astrobarry.com

Craigslist; for various things. Jobs, missed encounters, misc. gar-baaage that people hawk, stuff I might need for that random dish I'm gonna try cooking; like an egg separator for examp.

Facebook; a.k.a Facebooze, because I seem to always feel drunk when i'm on there. That might be attributed to the various sim-style games I've recently become crack addicted to (Fashion Wars and Sorority Life [Add me!!!]).

Go Fug Yourself- a long time fave and classic

and recently:BaRou is the new Bklyn. This chick is the poo. High-larious Brooklyn sense of wit from Williamsjerk who journeyed to live in Baton Rouge for a hot minute. No humor there... no sir. Unless you like abandoned building photo journalism of the deep charming south, and oh so hilarious Firework tents complete with a foray of "local flavor" antics, and let's not forget the County fairs. Check it out, I'm telling you. The older stuff is the best...start at the beginning and go from there.

And I occasionally stare at my google calendar for hours at a time to pretend I'm deep in thought about whether or not I can squeeze that non-existing meeting request in for Thursday at 9 a.m. Oh, so tough to look busy when all you want to do is bash your head into the cube wall. At times like those, it seems appropos to visit this total classic.

Although my co-worker Courtney and I share boredom antics, sometimes even she begins to feel like a droney robot worker bee person who is actually doing something and I'm just being a pester boo on the IM's. Ignoring me makes me feel even more paranoid when you're my only ally in this world of sterility and white noise and anti-creative progress. Marching ever so much closer to "the I hate the man" psycho-announcements in the abyss.

Although this may save me a few more minutes from plummeting to my work death. I love people who try to connect with others on the CL thinking out of the entire bay area that poor schmuck you couldn't flirt with at the time is gonna come looking for you there???? Or this one. CRACKS me up. People just cannot get it together enough to either move on from a bus incident or actually take a crack and getting that guy's number before your commotional exit.

So please, shoot me. Or just send me interesting and hilarious internets to read.