Stuck in the office

My Colleague Racheal is on maternity leave so I have moved to her desk. Although further from the vending machine its in a corner where no one can really tell what your doing, providing you don't actually snore. So, I'm sitting here playing with a small plastic yak, an interesting rock and (woe) a small pot of superglue. And, in a moment of brilliance, I seem to have somehow stuck my hand to my desk. I'm gently chisling it off with a CD, but already I have missed the sandwich trolly and am slowly missing my lunch break. I fear it could be a long week.