In preparation of the upcoming move, I’ve been going through my heaps of crap in storage. Discarding what I can. The new place is a bit smaller than this one, so I don’t want the same piles stacked up in various rooms. Some odds n’ ends I’ve come across:

1) Computer parts. Mainly lots of CD-ROM and floppy disc drives (the only parts I never manage to reuse).
2) Mementos. There’s srsly tons of ‘em. From middle school all the way up to a few months ago. Every note passed in highschool, too.
3) One of Bethany’s baby socks. Not intentionally saved, even.
4) Evidence dust. From a semi-recent break-in, the police dusted for prints. In my side-bedroom closet there is still some remaining. Maybe I should leave it behind for the new tenants? ;-)
5) Bits of every game I’ve ever owned. Boxes, game manuals, (Nintendo) cartridges. Even some systems.
6) Books! Calvin & Hobbes, Zitz, etc. Old gifts I can’t part with.

Meh, this seemed more interesting when I thought to post it.

Wow, just realized my subject line could be misconstrued. I was quoting Homer Simpson when he fantasized about two women slaving for him. Instead, it could be taken as pretty grim.