More moving. This time at work.

For the last half year I've been working upstairs, but I'm going to be helping another division out for a few weeks, so today I moved back downstairs. To my old desk, in fact. For some reason, it's unoccupied. No one stays there very long. What's wrong with my old desk?

Despite having only been upstairs (and for only half a year), it feels like moving back to an old neighborhood and finding that your old house is available for rent.

Some of the things people randomly left at my desk while I was gone include jellyfish-like rubber balls and two bottles of something called 'Juice Plus+' ('Orchard Blend' and 'Garden Blend'). The giant styrofoam Twinkie was there when I left.