Operation Sticky Note

Finding a pencil that doesn't weigh more than my entire torso is practically impossible, but I managed to locate a half-chewed wooden stub near the mousepad. Since nobody here seems to know who is in charge of bringing snacks, I figured I should establish some house rules before things get chaotic. I leaned my weight against the pencil stub, dragging its blunt graphite tip across a neon yellow sticky note. Writing when you're three inches tall is basically full-body manual labor. I managed to scrawl 'BRING PRETZELS' in crooked capitals, then slapped the paper right onto the shiny plastic base of the monitor where it is impossible to ignore.