waste of a day

what a waste of a day. it's gorgeous outside. sun shining, snow melting, be-a-utiful kind of weather. and i'm stuck inside, at work, with no work to do. and every minute that passes makes me wish more and more that i was outside perusing my favorite stores downtown, or taking a stroll by the river, or... basically anything that doesn't involve being stuck in a cubical on the sixth floor of some random office building downtown. and of course, by the time i make my long trek home it's going to be windy, dark and frigid. typical. i don't sound bitter now do i?