Drinking alone

Ok so it's been most of a long time since I've even been here. It seems that facebook has taken most of my attention recently.
But I'm sitting here at work, drinking from my favorite sippy cup of Captain Morgan, eating peanut butter crackers, and feeling the need to come here again.
Usually this process takes so long and requires privacy that I no longer have much of. It's either Wife, or students or some other thing butting into my private time, that I never seem to be here for me anymore.
I may change that soon, 'cause I'm getting more and more frustrated with my situation.

Ok, maybe the typing thing isn't such a good idea. The Captain is starting to take control of my fingers.

It's like drunk dialing. On speed dial. Dangerous. Damn my fingers won't work..................