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Wednesday, October 15, 2008
Messy desk is messy. I love my desk. It's this heavy, solid wood antique thing I bought at a yard sale for $60 and convinced two burly men to move into my office for me. It's beautiful, but I can't remember the last time I've seen it. Between my monitor and keyboard/mouse is an ocean of paper. I don't even know where it comes from. Every time I file things away or toss the out of date stuff, new piles seem to instantly materialize to take the place of the old. Right now, I'm staring at: - a can of air (for frequent dusting) - a bill for a doctor visit - instructions on using a prism - a checkbook - a spray bottle of water - 3 CD-ROMs (two games and a rosetta stone disc) - 1 boxed game (monopoly here & now) - 2 packs of photos (dating back to my summer vacation) - the Rosetta Stone curriculum text (Mandarin) - 4 file folders filled with pertinent information - a mason jar full of change - a box of sun prints - the latest issue of American Libraries - a letter from my Aunt (containing tickets to the Nutcracker) - a manila envelope from my Dad - a birdwatching book - a bag made of newspaper from Georgia (the country not the state) - a story I wrote for a class i took in Spring 07 - a Calvin Klein ad/poster folded up - and at the bottom of the giant pile... a folded, brown, paper bag. empty. wtf? posted by hilary at 12:48 PM |  
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I know EXACTLY what you mean about cleaning it up and instantly goes back to the way it was. Major annoying and I wish my desk would stay clean.