creepy smiles and button conundrums

I feel very Howard Dean today. This is because a canker sore near the front of my mouth is making it painful to smile, so whenever I do, I do this weird grimace-y closed-mouth thing, very similar to old Howie's actual smile, which was mocked to great effect on The Daily Show back when he was in the news. Remember those days? It feels like eons ago but it was actually January. Three months ago. Wow.

A question for the ages: How do you pack up 2400 buttons? I do not know. I've been putting them in bags, which was working until I realized that the pins were poking through and ripping the bags. I solved this by being very creative and just double and triple-bagging the bastards until I came up with a better solution. Put them in boxes? We don't have that many boxes. Should I go get more boxes? I don't know where the boxes are. And so I just sit there rearranging the bags behind my desk, waiting for divine inspiration.

Ooh, it's lunchtime! This is exciting. At least it is for me.