I spent most of my workday looking at Chainmail bras on Etsy. If only I had an extra $200...
Kidding. Sort of. This is what happens when Kendar (my old roommate) and I both have desk jobs. We gchat all day. And we send each other the weirdest links (sorry chainmail people). We also quote overheards to each other, and chat about celebrity gossip.
Back we were roommates, we would sit in same room and gchat for hours. In silence. That wasn't all we were doing, of course. That would be creepy. But while we were writing papers and facestalking friends, we'd be chatting on the side. So much more convenient than actual eye contact (Kurt thought this was ridiculous. Clearly he was born in the wrong century).
I guess what I'm trying to say is, if you manage to be roommates and still be friends, you're pretty much soul mates. Even if you marry other people. And especially if you share a love of Stephen Colbert.