Another document review haiku

My new gig, bad hours and all, is a bizarre mix of good and bad. Sure, I have to come in five days a week, peak rush hour both ways, and the work is deadly boring, but it always is, so there's that. It's at the firm, which is always bad, but I have my own office -- no door, alas -- and internet access, which is how I am posting behind enemy lines. Only a two-person project, and the other guy is someone I don't know and he has his own office, too, so I just sit in here, headphones on, coding away. Naturally, this makes me feel poetic:

Got my own office
Bored out of my freaking skull
Miss other temps? Nah.