Choice and Accountability

So for about two weeks a couple of months ago we had to keep track of everything we did at work. Or at least everything work-related. Right? I at least only kept it to that. Whoops if I did it wrong. Too bad I can't remember that far back. Anyway, I thought I should bring it back for my own personal accountability. And so you all can see how creative I get to come up with things to do to kill time, especially on Fridays, especially when I can't wait to get home and see Shawn. This is my Friday workday (8-5).
Let's see. It's noon right now. This is how I've spent the past four hours.
Got in around 7 after. Running a bit late.
Checked E-mails. Deleted a bunch of junk e-mails. Looked at dumb forwards from Dad. One interesting--he was printed in a magazine in the letter to the editor about global warming! Wrote loads in blog. Wrote freakishly long e-mail to Shawn, even if he didn't write me. That's love. Talked online to website address, you can still access it on campus. Checked E-mails. No E-mail from Shawn. Some forwards. Read the Seattle Movie times. Checked a bunch movies. Checked a bunch of movies and actors on Imdb. Checked everyone's blog. Janay, Rachel and Trish for variable amounts of time. As opposed to various. Ate some double stuffed oreo cookies. Ate butterscotch pudding, followed by triple chocolate pudding. And some cheeto puffs and a granola bar (I had waffles for breakfast! Without butter and syrup [I WAS RUNNING LATE!].). Checked E-mails again. Read news and gossip online. Checked facebook. Checked Shawn's music myspace webpage (I discovered that if you know the exact myspace. yay.). Text messaged Shawn about tonight. Talked and gossipped with coworkers.
Now it's 1:30. In all I've probably done about 45 minutes of actual work. Krista showed me how to do an expense report for a girl needing to be reimbursed for going to a psych convention. And I graded an independent study by some dude from Mexico with questionable grammar.
I plan on reading a chapter from my scriptures and then read my book that I brought with me, and pretend to do some more "work" on the internet. Sigh. Three and a half more hours.

Read my chapter and have started my book! Talked with my coworker about her pregnancy (a daily occurrence) set up a lap top for my boss (add five more minutes to actual work) checked e-mails again. read news again. talking online with former roommate. Aw. two hours eighteen minutes left.