February 28, 2003 | 12:56 PM

OK�I know this is a dumb thing to get so worked up about. I mean it�s certainly not by any means the end of the world, and it�s certainly gotta be a lot harder for Jonee than it is for me.

But I am so upset right now. Chatting with Jonee all through the day at unbusy intervals, and reading his beautiful, wise, witty and wonderful diary has been such a high point of my Monday-Friday 8-4 existence over the past six or seven months, that I feel a tad lost without it.

Office jobs are by definition not that interesting. They are for the most part pretty soulless. Why should a company give a shit that in order to keep yourself emotionally alive, you share love and jokes and stories with people you care about while you�re doing your work? It would be one thing if you neglected your duties or fucked up because you�re spending too much time online. But if that�s not the case, then why do organizations feel the need to make the work environment less interesting and tolerable than it already is?

Work days blur into one another, isolated in your cube or office, or running around participating in mindless tasks. Don�t we all deserve a little bit of connection and friendship to circumvent that isolation?

I can�t tell you how much I am going to miss Jonee�s words. I feel like crying right now.

And I would like to reiterate again, that this is one more thing that I will add to my special list of reasons why I hate the Stupid Company, as that ass backwards institution has been the main ingredient in the destruction of many things that were important to me in the past, and still manages even now that I am a billion light years away from its evil grip, to find methods of making my small world a bit less bright.

And so I say, Fuck you, Stupid Company.

And it says,

You can punch out any time you like, but you can never leave.