tape flags are my best friend
...and other miracles of the 3M company...

seriously, i've always lived for post-it notes. but recently, a new technological advance found it's way onto my desk. tape flags. for those of you unfamiliar - they're little centimeter-wide, 2 inch-long sticky things, with a dash of color at the end that sticks out. you can use them as bookmarks (although NOT ON ARCHIVELY SENSITIVE BOOKS, according to library information desk people). they rock!

really, i live in a world (self-inflicted, i should add) where internal, innate organization is really lacking. i find that i have to turn to technology for help. if i spend money on cool storage bins and little sticky slivers of plastic, I TOO CAN LIVE BETTER. better living through chemistry! if i bring more stuff into my life, i can surely live more simply. um, no. even though i'm addicted to the matte khaki-splashed pages of Real Simple magazine, i catch myself wondering if it's all a big plot. of course it is.

soooo... tape flags: even though i am beginning to resent what organizational gimicks represent in my life, i need you. i need you to make me feel like i'm doing work. i need you to let me forget about a problem for now, and just "flag" it for later. i need you to give me sheer joy at the site of once-boring stacks of white paper with black ink now speckled with red! and blue! and yellow! and sometimes green, although for some reason, i'm always out of green.

i'm going to flag this for later.