Bodies were not meant to work 70 hours a week sitting in front a computer. Yesterday (that would be Saturday), I worked 8 hours straight, staring intensely at numbers and letters on the screen. The only movement, besides the scroll of the mouse wheel or the click of a button, was to reach for my Diet Coke or more chocolate. Repeat again today. Guess what happens tomorrow? Same thing. So, barring some fabulous news that we get the day off after our bid is turned in I will have worked 12 days straight. This does not amuse me.
Thankfully all my coworkers are cool or we would have all killed each other by now.