Oh, wow, Tanya's gone to get coffee for me, I can lie back and watch the ceiling vibrate.

Wrote most of a fairly long poem in my head earlier at work, but have lost most of it since. It was about postapocalyptic mutant bunnies building a rocket ship to go to the Oort Cloud...

I remember

They trundled out their autofac and started shooting capsules back
To sterile Earth, soon live again, thanks to infusions of nitrogen.

but not much else. There was also a good bit about a little floppy bunny finding and translating "Where Comets Come From" but I can't remember the actual rhymes. Sorry folks, work is a bitch.