i can't cut a straight line, but at least it's cake day.

i learned something today at work- i can not for the life of me cut a straight line. i was given four of the same instruction cards all on different sheets of paper to laminate. my first thought was, why would you not put these tiny cards all on one sheet. helllooo environment?? green movement?? now, in actuality, i thought this because four sheets of paper meant more cutting and more cleanup. but let's just pretend. so anyway, as i'm cutting, the edge of the paper just got closer and closer to the text. so my finished product i'm sure looked like it came out of a third grade classroom. and that's actually probably insulting to third graders. luckily it wasn't anything important. but, i'll just chalk it up to my lack of scrapbooking in the past year.

so today is wednesday which means lottery day, the most dreaded of days in my work week. i don't mind going to buy the tickets. i don't even mind collecting everyone's money once a week while they each proceed to make some sort of tired, generic "you better make us some winners this week" comment. but what i do mind is the insane amounts of change that people give me to turn in. A- i hate counting change- you can never get that metal smell off your hands. B- i hate counting said change to give to the woman that works at the gas station. i look like a drug addict scrounging for nickels and dimes hoping to score a few extra dollars to support my (enter your drug of choice here) habit. but whatevs.

today was one of those days where when i got back to the office after running an errand, i sat in my car in the parking garage, listening to "sexy back" and not wanting to walk back in. now, let it be said that i absolutely love my job. i know i have it made. an average day consists of, facebooking, gchatting, online browsing and sudoku. with a bit of copies, scans, errands, and special projects thrown in here and there. i do have some really busy days though.. anyway, back to my boring day. so i spent a lot of the day trying not to die of boredom and moreover, trying to contain the incredible desire to hack my feet off. for some reason every few weeks i decide hey, i'll wear heels today. my feet won't hurt that bad. WRONG. gets me every time. so today i made it to about 3:00 before i wanted to die. as i was walking (more like stumbling) to my car at the end of the day, it took everything i had in me not to take them off and hook them on my fingers like a drunk girl downtown at the end of the night. i'll talk to you next month when i think "oh, it wasn't that bad" and make the same mistake again. but on the upside, it was cake day (yeah, that's right. we have cake day. haha once a month for birthdays we have a cake. and it is a very important day. don't mess with cake day.)

side note: yesterday i bought the best water bottle ever. if you're a big water drinker, or want to drink more water, please invest in a camelbak better bottle.

i swear i drank more water yesterday afternoon than i ever have in one day. that actually might not be true, but regardless, i refilled it 4 times from 6pm till i went to bed around midnight. so clearly i'm a definite advocate of the better bottle. go get one! http://www.camelbak.com/sports-recreation/bottles/better-bottle-75L.aspx