gnar

My desk is covered with mail and semi-sorted papers. Last night I spent an hour looking for something I had left at work. Which I fortunately found, since I needed it this morning.

I bought a little bar of chocolate yesterday and I can't find it. I don't think it's on my desk. It might be.

My file-drawer has spontaneously decided that its default position should be half-open.

I'd ask what next, but really I'd rather know where is my chocolate.