I think I'm in love with my job.
I get horribly depressed when I'm not there. I tend to cry. Weekends are not fun.
I mean, I'm really fucking sad right now. I wish I was back at work.
Edit (10:59 pm CST):
Holy shit, there's a Voxtrot lyric about this:
I believe in love, I'm married to my work.
Well, except I'm not legally married to my work.