New digs.

I didn't write today, because I was moving all my crap down the hall to my new office. It's on the cool kids' end of the hall--closer to the women's room and the copier closet, but farther away from the kitchen. I guess I won't be the first one hitting the donuts this semester, but it's not a bad location, all-in-all.

Except when you stop to consider that this time last week, I was doing all my work at the location on the right.

That's my assistant, there on the right--ever at the ready in case I need something filed or chased.