Not THERE you pervs! Your desk!
I'm not sure if this has been done before - it probably has. As they say, there is nothing new under the sun! Still, if it has happened before and you have already done something like it then please bear with me.
I want to see where all of you mess around on the computer. I have visions of my fellow bloggers lounging in luxury with a laptop on one knee and a plate of bon-bons on the other. A half-nekkid man slave (Sawyer!) slowly fans you with a palm frond while simultaneously serving you chilled (preferably alcoholic) beverages. Husbands and children do all the housework and somehow manage to work in a foot rub or two as well... Yes, that's how my imagination works.
Meanwhile, I sit at a laptop that sometimes winds up on my sofa while I'm watching reality tv/mysteries/old movies. My desk has a printer/scanner, several knick-knacks from various travels, a clock, a thesaurus and dictionary and a mail-sorter in the shape of a cat.
I sit next to my sliding glass doors and when I'm on the computer I get to watch the sky lighten in the morning and darken in the evening. I like hearing the bugs and birds outside, but sometimes it's kind of creepy at night because I fear that there is something lurking out there watching me on the computer (overactive imagination anyone?)
Sure, the pink carpet is still there and the walls have yet to be painted - but all in all, its a happy place. Especially when my cup of coffee is full and steaming hot!
Here is a picture of my desk, now - show me yours!! I'm tagging you all - if you've read this post, show us the money! ;)