I could be green, I could be blue

Sitting at a desk when it's nice outside is such a bloody drag. I want to be free, free to do whatever I want, I want to get loaded, I want to have a good time. Enough of the badly-remembered quoting of lyrics. I want to get out of here!

But: I'm on helpdesk duty this afternoon! Boo! Bad Dave! Which means I have to stay here 'til 5pm. Oh, that and my hours are absolutely in the pan right now and I should stick around.