I moved. It sucked. Do you know how exhausting it is to have to touch every single thing you own and decide if you want to keep it or which box to put it in? Next time I'm just going to set my shit on fire and start over. Except for my Decemberists posters. And my collection of gnomes. Oh, and my books. Probably should save my computer while I'm at it, and my juice glass with the dinosaurs on it. And my magnet collection. And my huge collection of free postcard and flyers I have hanging up in the bathroom (do you know how long it took to hang 63 individually-framed postcards up?). And my good knives, not those crappy rust-riddled ones I stole from Outback. I have a lot of beer in the fridge, too, so I can't let that go to waste. Oh man, and my Simpsons DVDs, no way I'm letting those suckers burn. Or Futurama. Or Red Dwarf. Or Firefly...
This is about where someone offers up that quote from 'Fight Club' about your stuff owning you. (That reminds me, I shouldn't let my copies of the book or the DVD burn up either).
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Woo-hoo! Sea Hag's back with more tales of macabre. May the Flying Spaghetti Monster bless her every whim.
Yay for Sea Hag! Welcome back.
I kinda like the touching / deciding process... But then I like a good purge of stuff every now and again.
and your music box
and whinnie
and the first copy of teotw
and the lobster fork
My father was in the military... I did this every 3 years, lol.
Burn baby, burn!
-Ray
I thought I gave you the lobster fork.
I think next time I'll just leave all my stuff outside and let to college kids have at it.
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