Ok, so work still pretty much sucks. I can't do anything around here anymore without answering a bunch of questions or comments, "Why is _____ allowed to expense their phone bill?", "This invoice should really have ______'s approval", "Why are we paying for this?". Apparantly everything I have been doing for the past three years for this company has been wrong, and no one bothered to tell me until now. Ok, maybe I'm supposed to know some of these things, but c'mon, I can't know every little in and out of the company. Some of this stuff I have to trust the people who make out the purchase orders, right? I have no idea whether a reduction-bearing reverse flappomiter is supposed to be $12 or $120. I figure the guy who's ordering it should be trusted to know. It's just really frustrating to me lately, and I'm getting farther behind than usual because there is so much stuff landing back on my desk.

Ehp!!!!

So, I'll probably do a little drinking this weekend...

We have the annual company picnic going on tomorrow. I don't really want to go, the food kinda sucks (but there won't be much I can eat anyway now that I've gone veg), and it's always uncomfortable hanging out with the fam and all my coworkers. But there's usually some fun stuff for the kids, and the past three years we've gotten a $100 gift cheque for showing up. So, there's that. Assuming we get another $100 tomorrow, I'm planning to kick it to a new Sirius radio.

Or I'll just spend it all on booze...