This collection of entries is from December 23, 2004.
I'm "at the office" (it's sooo nice being able to say that). I can barely hear anybody on the floor. I have a an inside cubicle. The only windows are available to the outside offices that ring the floor. Fortunately, the office across from my cube has been empty for as long as I've been here. My guess is that I'll see the guy sometime next year.
Anyway, I wander into his office to look out the window. There's a handful of cars out there.
Nobody is here. My boss - who was on vacation all week and yet was in the office every single day - left a few hours ago. Time to wrap-up and get out of here.
I've been feeling really productive lately. I've got my Notes ID, my intranet access. I've been heavily manipulating and restructuring a critical spreadsheet since yesterday, keeping me busy., And you know how fast the day passes when you're busy.
Yeah, that's it. Wrap it up and get outta here...