Today I saw no monkeys. A few bees, maybe. A dog, definitely. But no monkeys.

I have no bin. We rearranged the office, and the bin was under my desk. I then installed two computers and an adjoining desk, and now the bin is trapped without serious rearrangement. And that’d be a fair bit of effort just to get a bin. It is, however, annoying not to have a bin. For this reason I shall complain here but do nothing until my workspace becomes overloaded with stuff and collapses, showering me with [looks at desk] candy floss bags, already fading receipts, x-called-while-you-were-out notes, bus tickets and scary guinea pigs. Waitagoddamnminute! Where the hell is my wrist rest?!