Not To Be Trusted With Knives

{March 20, 2008}   My Messy Desk: A New Low

I’ve made no secret of the fact that I’m messy. There’s a very good reason why one of my childhood nicknames was “Messy Bessy.” But I think the mess on my desk has reached a new low, as evidenced by the following “To Do” list that I wrote before I left the office yesterday:


In defiance of Clean Off Your Desk Day, and because it for some unknown reason seemed to alleviate my anger at not being able to find a very important set of papers on my desk, I took these pictures of my office just for you, gentle blog reader:






I’d like to say that there is a system to this mess. You know, like ordered chaos. A method to my madness. Like it’s one of those messes where it looks like a mess from the outside by the creator of said mess knows exactly where everything is in this shitstorm. I’d like to say those things, but if I did, I’d be lying. Sometimes I have to call my cell phone in order to find it on my desk. Seriously.

et cetera