on my desk

Photos of holidays - Tokyo, KL, Cherating, Montreal and Prince Edward Island, Radiohead's Thom Yorke playing live in Sydney - family and friends line the walls (if they can be called walls) of the cubicle, as does a mini poster of Zatoichi and some stickers that the previous occupant didnt know what to do with.

Some dictionaries and notebooks fill the shelf on my right, and a mini Ah Meng dangles precariously over the edge, next to a mini lion, while boxes of my name cards lie scattered around.

A pile of rough paper lies next to some post-it notes from various places including the School of Communication and Information, MoneySense, and of course, the company I work for. Next to that is a sad old analog phone, whose cord is turning blue from the ink stains that i, well stain it with during long and boring interviews.

One of those in-out trays, in fashionably-dull gray, is filled with notes from various other stories, more notes and files are stashed in the cupboard that never locks.

In my top drawer are stationery odds and ends, a Heineken bottle opener, some paper and claim forms that i dont know why i'm hanging onto (proof perhaps?).
The second drawer is the one i reach into when i'm starving - wafers and crackers. green tea and darjeeling are my staples.
It also holds namecards collected fr various pp i've met, a tissue box and my voice recorder.
The last drawer is where i dump my bag, and i've also got three tennis balls in there.

Under my desk, we have the motherboard and a large boxful of things that i've not unpacked - mostly art books from lasalle after the director decided that this plebian shld broaden her knowledge of art. A purple umbrella from Simply Her that has simply never been used. Another set of drawers, this time made from cardboard, from Agnes B. It was a Christmas present from the company. Of course it was more than the drawers... there was bathrobe/bathtowel/bedroomslippers within.

I've also got a damn REadypack courtesy of the ministry of home affairs. i cant remember what's in it now but i think there's a first aid kit. so u know, in case someone crashes a plane into some part of this building, i can reach for my readykit or watever its called, and be u know, ready!

and in case of a real disaster, i have a bottle of red, just next to the kit.
altho i do not have a wine opener! damnit! i'll have to invest in a cheap one and then i'll be all set to hold it out for a few days in the office under my desk in event of a disaster.

iTunes is currently not playing anything cos this damn pc does not have a soundcard.