Trying desperately to resist stress at work, where stress equates to the conflict between the violent urge that my body has to bludgeon random users to death using their own computers (that they've managed to FUBAR despite my best efforts), and my minds desire to keep my job (and my butt out of prison).
Strangely enough this is harder than it seems, for some reason...
Apart from that: playing different games, thinking about silly things to do in a KA-50 once DCS:BS launches, doing what klecko said (occationally pretending to be interested in what my better half says).