my new office and kitchen, and desire to hurl phone

So we have about two weeks before we move into an apartment. We went from the temp on-campus place to a hotel, here are my current digs:

"Kitchen"
(It has food and I intend to cook,
so it must be a kitchen, right?)

My new office.

Just got our mail, one month's worth (that's the stack of papers) thanks to a kind neighbor who boxed it all up and shipped it out.

$43 in postage to mail us our mail!

Creative bumper fix we saw on the way to Phoenix:
metal tied with bungee cord to rear wiper.
(I once fastened my muffler on with a wire hanger
so I appreciate ingenuity when I see it.)

Road trip to Phoenix yesterday for Dan's software engineering conference. I took my laptop and sat in the corner of an all-you-can-eat buffet and wondered, as I gazed around at the dumpy surroundings and even dumpier people coughing on ladles and sneezing on food whether I'd get food poisoning or swine flu.

So, I finally get to a place where my email works reliably... and then my new phone breaks! AWESOME.