It's a paper shredder. I bought it for the wee library, but I couldn't resist taking it home and trying it out before I set it up at work. I've been shredding for hours now, the darn thing has over-heated twice and auto-shut itself down because it couldn't handle my obsession.
I've been shredding everything I can get my hands on. Bills, letters, random sheets of paper, old school work, all have become confetti. I have no idea why this is so much fun...it just is.
I'm actually out of things to shred, dammit. Soon I'll be going through withdrawl.
