"I'm Working From Home"

What does that really mean? Definitely not what it says. It makes me giddy as sh*t that corporations worldwide are losing money to this epidemic of work from home. That's GIVING it to the MAN! So here I am sitting in my pjs, drinking my coffee, "working from home". I feel so entitled, so priviledged to be able to write taunting emails to my fellow mates about how much "work" I'm doing.
I really did have a purpose to work from home today. I need to focus on updating some crappy excel and don't need the jibberjabber of my fellow coworkers bitching about how much they think the place sucks in not so politically correct terms. Yet for some odd reason I'm not getting very much done with the noise from the street, the blaring music from my ipod and constant msn/gtalk messages from my mates about
"my ass hurts" or "im so drunk from binge drinking". Funny though, it doesnt help to have a big ass sitting on your tron that stops you from typing your oh so important blog about not working.