Mandatory 1 Hour Lunch

I'm bleeding potential right now. My brain has gone dull as I sit idly wishing I could fast forward through this waste. There is a great deal that I should do, an even greater amount that I would like to do, and even after applying the harshest of all collars there is still a great amount that I could do. Still, there isn't a single item on that list that I could do here. The quintessence of time bleeds from the mortal wound in my mind.

Still another 20 minutes to go.