The Office

I remember the day I learnt that I was to have an office... who knew that grad students had offices?? Well, to be honest, my office is really more a "shared work space", it's basically a big room with a lot of cubicles and no assigned desks, but since we are humans, everybody has their "favorite" desk. And, believe me, when somebody else is sitting at your seat, your whole day gets thrown off balance. Still! I think that being able to say "I'm going to the office" without gagging or giggling means I've taken one more step along the adulthood path.

Anyways, here I am on a Sunday afternoon, at the office. Scary. But it's actually quite nice here on the weekends. There's nobody, so the door isn't constantly opening (which means I'm not constantly looking to see who's coming in and out), and Irmacs (that's the name of my office) is actually quite nice. Half the walls are windows, and it's sunny today, which makes everything seem better! 

In case you were getting worried that I'm actually already an adult, here's the content of my locked cupboard in my office: Math textbooks, 2 pens, a bunch of papers (pretty standard), AND 5 types of tea (bagged black Earl Grey, loose leaf black Earl Grey, green Earl Grey with vanilla, Black-currant black tea, and Vanilla-Almond red tea), 2 bags of candy (food is prohibited here, but candy isn't food right?), a bag of dried bananas (rats don't eat that, right?), a cup, my gym clothes, a towel (?), a Ouareau sweatshirt, an extension cord, a few packs of sugar, and 3 empty plastic bags ... not the most professional thing.