Took the day off work yesterday, come back to what should really be my last week in this job to find that yet again I cannot tell what colour my desk is under the piles of crap people left on it yesterday. Most of it has nothing to do with me at all and they've all oh-so-cleverly left their names off of the things so that I can't work out who to get it all back to. Can I scream now?

Added to that my walkman batteries just ran out and I don't have replacements with me so I'll be listening to nothing all day which really sucks. Especially since I can feel a headache coming on already and music usually helps with that. Grrr