Clutterbug

Adam is now doing it again. Yes, it. If you’ve known me for awhile then you still might not know what it is since I’m being delib­er­ate­ly vague, but as soon as I describe what it is you’ll prob­a­bly get real­ly bored.

It is time to rein­vent myself! Oh, that it. I’m not talk­ing any crazy stuff like when I went all crazyshirt­ed in high school or all ‘put­er­rif­ic in col­lege. I’ve just pos­sess way too much friv­o­lous stuff. And I’m get­ting rid of shit­loads of it. I’ve got two big bags of clothes that I’m tak­ing to St. Vin­cent dePaul, three big bags of books and videos that I’m going to try to sell off to Half-Price books and then donate the rest some­place and a bunch of oth­er stuff that I’m going to sell in a yard sale.

Why? I have sim­ple needs. I wear the same clothes all the time, my read­ing is becom­ing more tac­ti­cal and less cen­tered on authors who write the same book in dif­fer­ent guise, and my apart­ment can’t hold all this crap. I’ve giv­en my game­boy to a bud­dy, my old com­put­er is going to anoth­er bud­dy this week, I’m going to try to con­vince my moth­er to make me a third t‑shirt quilt using all of my con­cert T‑shirts [I’ve got one with a bunch of high school shirts and I think she’s mak­ing anoth­er with a bunch of col­lege ones.] If the object has no util­i­ty or no col­lec­tion or sen­ti­men­tal val­ue, I’m get­ting rid of it.

*throws out baby with bath­wa­ter*

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