my office is usually a pretty spunky, happening place, but as soon as 3 o'clock comes around, a kind of stupor sets in.
we do all sorts of things to get over it:
aubrey peruses fashion and gossip mags. (because uneasy lies the head that wears the celebrity trivia crown.)
shea jumps on gchat. (and facebook, and blogger, and wedding sites...)
mike sneaks off to jade market for a snack. (unless it's a sugar-shock 3 o'clock, then he makes someone go with him. it makes him feel less guilty.)
i do things like this:
hey, whatever it takes...