My office

This is my office: Piles of paper, piles of paper, piles of paper.. smelling old coffe, I must have dropped some food somewhere. I wouldn't notice if my office got nuked.. it would make small difference. The sound, the never ending sound of an old ventilation system, I can't even hear my loud computer. I should be happy, I have my own office, I can watch porn and mastrubate if I like to. It would be better to have a female colleague on her knees under my desk. Time for some nontasting coffee, it used to be good...