I've been craving spanakopita since last night. It's just coincidence that I have a 3-hour SAP training session at 1300 and I'll have to skip lunch. So earlier I snuck down in the mess and grabbed a large piece to snack on. Right now I'm holed up in my cubicle, hunched over my keyboard and making all kinds of porn noises over a corner piece of spanakopita.
Yeah, there is a special kind of hell reserved for me in the afterlife.