Cranky

So, not only have I been really tired, I've been really cranky.  And nobody is helping with that at all.  For example, my officemate.  Yes, the one that talks incessantly.  Yes, the one that cannot drink out of a soda bottle without splashing it all over the place.  Yes, the one who (whom?) continues to leave old food containers open on his desk for days (now a full week).  Yes, the one who repeatedly uses my desk "because it's neater".  Okay, you get the point (but I could go on...that's a threat).  Anyway, his newest habit is staring at my computer as he walks into the office, just standing behind me seeing what I'm reading.  And this morning, I decided to read an article in the New York Times....and, sure enough, he stood behind me and asked me about it.  I told him what the article was about.  AND THEN HE PULLED UP A CHAIR TO READ OVER MY SHOULDER.  Mmmm, feeling his hot coffee breath on my ear...really, truly turns me on.  THERE ARE FOUR OTHER COMPUTERS IN THIS ROOM, GO AWAY.  I wonder if he can hear me screaming in my head?  Naw, the dude doesn't even take audible hints.  Just kill me.