let me entertain you

so... i'm supposed to be translating ingredient information into french, and you wouldn't believe how confusing it is.
and also boring.
actually, you guys seem pretty sympathetic. i bet you'd totally believe translating junk like "modified corn starch" and "carnauba wax" into french is mind numbing for multiple reasons.
thanks. you're always there for me.

anyways... ya, i don't speak french.
at all.
and i'm pretty sure i had a dream like this once.
not in a good way like martin luther king jr and the musical "gypsy".
in the "nightmare on elm street" my job is so diabolically dull it's trying to kill me in my sleep kind of a way.

so, naturally i've been goofing around a lot on the internet- imdb-ing, google-ing, and wikihow-ing (thus far i've learned how to shoot a free throw (just remember balance, elbow, eyes, and follow through (or beef)) and how to join the amish). that is, i've been goofing around on the internet when i'm not trying to avoid the 19 year old who's tried to get me to go out with him every day this week.

i guess what i'm really trying to say is...
my life is strange.

and i hate my job.