My job is either super busy, or I spend 7 hours on the internet. Sometimes I get really bored, so I walk around and mingle. Like today, in 3.5 hours my day has consisted of talking to co-workers about salvia and the perverts on Dateline, looking at hipforums, looking at wave forecasts and realizing there will be waves Saturday morning, talking to my brother and my wife on the phone, and spending a total of ten minutes doing actual work which was simply scanning some photos. Now I'll probably go get lunch and sit in Bryant Park or on the library steps and get some sun. But then, when I am prepared to leave, something will come up and I'll be here until after 7. I guess it's work karma.