One can only dream

How did people ever get any work done before the internet? (By work, I mean chat the day away while perusing celebrity gossip sites.) Our IT guy thinks the reason the service has been so dodgy for the past two weeks is because someone in the workplace is infiltrating the system and essentially cutting off access to the rest of the office. I don't know if that's even possible, but if it is, I'm pretty sure a swift kick to the back of the culprit's knees will help. This in no way will allow me page surf faster, but it will make me feel better about the situation. Imagine if I actually believed in violence. It'd be a right battlefield up in here!

Going to get my Twitter on instead...