I didn't quite expect to get through work today with my holiday spirit intact. But I did. And it was a most incredible thing too. I'd started to flag some time near 5 pm, but a 40-minute innuendo-laden call from a colleague at 6.50 pm which covered everything from chess-cum-boxing, basketbrawl, vacations, James Bond (yes, we were both in our respective offices, and we were doing our best to keep our voices low) restored it all. Considering we'd been having an on and off IM conversation throughout the day which had already been veering on the slightly nutty side, it was no wonder that all sense of modesty, innocence and propriety had started to vanish just as the sun went down.