My workplace. Let me show you it.

[desperance]

These were mostly snatched in a couple of minutes while The Other Guy in the Silence Room had slipped out to get a coffee, so they're not great photos (besides which, I do not yet take great photos), but for those of you who are curious about the Lit & Phil, here's the doorway:





and the entrance hall:





Now we go down the stairs at the back, where I'm not allowed to take you:





Past Trotter Brockett, whom we love:





Shh...





Honestly, some of the books in here are so loud, we have to gag them:





Passing through the door, we find...



















...the Laptop of Heavenly Perfection, doing its thing!

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[cinderberry.livejournal.com]

You sit at the central table? Where people can look at you type? You're brave.