Cubicle

I moved into my cubicle. The contents of said cubicle are as follows:

one red pen
one blue pen
one black pen
one yellow, clicky highlighter
one fat pink highlighter
one stack of yellow, 3x3 Post-it notes with 100 leaves
one ample, white notepad significantly thicker than the Post-its
one small yellow legal pad
one box of paper clips
one semi-functional, green, office chair (I am sitting significantly lower than my desk)
one personal computer to be replaced by a work computer within the next week or so
one stack of paperwork filled out with my name and a hundred numbers that help identify me
one pamphlet geared at telling me what behavior is off-limits in this establishment
one purse
one water bottle filled with ice water and cut strawberries (when Heather found out I did this she called me a snob- to my face)

and me, one employed, Unit Production Manager.