On a beautiful day such as today, there's nothing quite like sitting in your tiny claustrophobic cubicle and contemplating all the wonderful things you'd be doing if you could enjoy the great outdoors.

Perhaps you'd take a fictional stroll through Central Park, buy some sort of processed meat-on-a-stick product from an (overly) friendly hot dog vendor and watch appreciatively as the throngs of little children (who are cute and, best of all, not yours!) proceed to thoroughly molest the Alice and Wonderland statue.

Or maybe you'd take in a matinee show at your local movie theater, where you'd sit back, relax and enjoy two hours of overly air conditioned escapist fun while the other theater-goers (mostly nannies) watch you binge on Raisonettes and try to figure out whether you're a Columbia student, unemployed person or simply a pedophile.

Then of course, there's the ever popular, sit in front of the television while drinking wine coolers and watching trashy reality tv, like, for instance, that episode of The Fashionista Diaries you secretly DVRed when you told your artsy-pretentious boyfriend you were watching the Independent Film Channel.

Yep, plenty of other places you'd like to be right about now. But instead here you are, sitting at your desk, sipping your lukewarm iced tea, and looking up at that motivational "Hang In There!" poster your annoying cubicle-mate tacked up on the wall one day last September, which was, as chance would have it, the very same day you realized: it just doesn't get any better than this.