  I think I've reached the breaking point. nbsp;  I've listened to& nbsp; Ramble On one& nbsp;
too many times. nbsp; nbsp;  I need a break. nbsp;  I really need to bring some other&
nbsp; MP3s& nbsp; to work. nbsp;  Okay,
 maybe I'll just turn off the Zep for a few minutes.  . Ah,  that's better. nbsp; nbsp;
 Now I can hear myself think. nbsp;  No more& nbsp; wailing guitars and thunderous drums. nbsp;
 I can hear the delicate typing of my neighboring cube monkeys. nbsp; nbsp; And I can hear their inane phone conversations. nbsp; nbsp;
 And I can hear their cell phone rings going off,  playing that stupid Evanescence song for the 234th time.  . Man,  I really need to drown this stuff out,  or I'll go insane.
nbsp; nbsp;  Hmmm, nbsp; maybe I'll just crank a little& nbsp;
Custard Pie& nbsp; for a while,  I haven't listened to that track in a few hours. nbsp;  Okay,
 that's better. nbsp;  Man,  I really need to encode some new MP3s. nbsp; nbsp;
Even though they totally rule,  there's only so much Zep I can take.
