My desk at the end of my first day of work, complete with a welcome bouquet of balloons. I feel like the prettiest girl at the dance!(In case you didn't guess from the plethora of small, bad photographs, I have recently gotten a cell phone with a camera in it, courtesy of Friend Eric. My old, camera-less phone died a painful, painful death before I moved down here, and F.E. was kind enough to Express-mail one of his cast-offs. Yay, the inexorable march of outdated technology inherited from other people!)
