My desk drawer (can't take a pic at the moment) has a composition book, some pens, a ruler, adhesive bandages, a couple rolls of clear tape, pink staples, paper clips, a red folder with emergency lesson plans for subs, a copy of Fiction Writer's Workshop by Josip Novakovich, a couple paystubs, clinic passes, a deck of cards, and a copy of my latest evaluation form that proclaims to me to be an "effective teacher" (I was only two points away from "highly effective"... boohiss).
On my desk are a tennis ball, a phone with a balloon from Valentine's Day tied to it, some textbooks, more fucking paper than I care to think about right now, a normal Slinky, a small pink Slinky, three legal pads, a pink three-hole puncher, a pink pen holder, and a pink stapler (to go with my pink staples).
In my cabinet are movies that aren't school appropriate (for planning days), some coffee for the Keurig coffee maker a student gave me (I know, lolwut?), one of these badass toys:
http://www.amazon.com/Nerf-94665-N-Stri ... B003774W6Q, Scrabble, some textbooks, a framed picture of my ex-girlfriend that was on my desk (she just dumped me on Friday

), and some old binders with lesson plans and shit.
NOW YOU KNOW.