You know, this past week, I said that one of my goals for the weekend was going to be to clean up my desk. Whenever I get something new (printed out, in the mail, etc.), it all gets dumped on this desk, and pretty soon there’s no room to put anything else (like my beer). Every once in a while, I have to bite the bullet and spend a few hours picking through everything (and trashing most of it), which buys me another couple of months.
For one reason or another, I didn’t get any of that done, and my desk is looking worse than it ever has before.
I feel like such a bum…