I had thought that leaving work for 5 hours to go to class would break up the work-day a little bit and make the remainder of the day go by quicker.

Apparently not the case.

It has only served to make me very tired and to make the work-day seem five hours longer.

I can only hope that once everyone leaves for the night and I'm around for about 3 hours by myself that a) Julian Casablancas, b) Chiroman, or c) Charlie Chaplin (just because he'd make me laugh at least) show up via helicopter on the roof of my building to spice up the rest of my evening.

Dear god please.