This isn't a joke.

I think I have a big problem.

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.