Killing Me

I'm on a break in my XML class right now with nothing to do because I don't smoke anymore, so I thought I'd crank out a quick entry.
Checking with FedEx, I see that my PDA has been delivered (meaning they dropped it off at the leasing office).
Knowing that it's there while I'm here and unable to play with it is absolutely killing me.
Oh well, at least I'll get out of here early enough to go to the office and pick it up. If I had to wait all weekend...well, it's probably better not to think about what would happen then.
(Okay, basically nothing would happen; I'd just be crankier than usual)
Earlier today Kathleen and I were IMing each other and discussing one of the instructors who teaches some of the classes here (our company contracts with a bunch of different companies to teach all kinds of stuff), whom we've both had for different classe individually.
Basically we concluded that he's the worst one we've encountered in our various training escapades.
Oddly enough, when she and I met for lunch, we actually saw the instructor in the hallway. It was just funny that we'd been talking about him, then saw him.
Anyway, I guess I'll get back to it...