I have an office now!

I feel like a real grad student. Grad students can say things like "I'll be in my office" or "Why don't you come see me in my office?" or "Damn it, I left that book in my office."

It's not so much an office per se as a cubicle. But it's officially mine now. The part-time grad student who was squatting here came by and cleaned out all her stuff. I have three whole drawers, a shelf, and three walls on which and in which to put whatever I want, so long as I don't care if it's stolen.

And, of course, a computer. With a sexy keyboard and trackball and fast Internet connection.