my yesterday
first thing, i went straight to the DMV. i finally changed my name, and decided to downgrade my license to a class C. it was quite the bittersweet moment. did you know that you have to PAY to downgrade your license? oh, and i waited in line for an hour first, which helped the "bitter" part of the bittersweetness.

as soon as i got to work, it was one of those mornings that just slaps you in the face before you even sit down and play on the internet. i've been having trouble with our printing vendor, so [middle management] i decided to make a spreadsheet [/middle management] detailing all orders, new and in-progress, including several that i had needed yesterday to ship to israel. to a P.O. box in israel. anyway, i was feeling pretty good about my organizational prowess and initiative.

until the filing cabinet fell on me. i "caught" it with my left knee. mad skills. i was all about the Good Of The Company yesterday. i don't remember this thought process, so it must have taken place primarily in my delicate knee skin: "shit, if these files all scatter on the floor, julia will have to reprint every 500+ page high res graphic manual on our piece of a printer." so, i sacrificed my formerly intact, formerly flawless knee skin for the files. thanks, knee skin. you lived a good life and served your country well. R.I.P.

oh, and then, my work friends all happened to be downstairs at the cafeteria at the same time, so they all ate there together. and they had the Most Fun Ever. i ate at my desk with my knee wound, otherwise all alone.

around 4pm yesterday, i wrote my first technical writerly sentence of the day.

it was indeed a fucker of a day.