i just fucked up royally at work. and not in a "whoops, gotta re-do that tomorrow" kind of way, but in a "whoops, i just kinda sorta messed up a whole publication" kind of way. my bosses have not killed me, nor have they requested that i pony up $2,000 to have to job reprinted, so i am lucky in that regard. i am just going to have to live with the fact that i fucked something up that i have spent the last six months chastising people about not fucking up.
oh, the irony. i could just suffocate from it.