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I am such a goober.
Have I said that recently? well, it's true. So sometimes, it just feels like you can throw things away. This is one of those weeks. good luck past, present and future, I'm out of room in my closet. (literallY)
I don't know what to do about like,,,, my turmpet for one, and my socks and leg warmers for another. and how about my wall of borges?? I guess I may have internalized that one well enough now. I am going to throw away clothes. I might try to sell them, but this is unlikely since that would mean they would be sitting out on my floor for weeks before I got around to taking them anywhere. maybe tricia will want those socks that kieth got me that one time that I love but never wear.. awsome leprechaun green argyle socks. I have serious problems, I mean, Friday I threw out reciepts from 2003!!! I had to look at them all too! I mean what's the big deal? in theory I have no problem with doing this, but then I try to and stutter at the bag, my hand goes in and out, ya know. What if it's not time?? I'm always asking myself that. But I reckon that memories should tie you to things and not things to memories (at least with things like socks, which on ly have a memory of youth and loving argyle socks attached and no specific memory at all). I have about 8 pairs of socks that I never wear, but can't seem to throw out because they are still useable. GAADs.
Anyone want the cooper temple clause drummstick from when they played in seattle?? it's just a stick, and I have a fully signed set list, and didn't even want the stick, but now I feel obliged to keep it, and that is fucking crazy talk! What is the statute of limitations on variously classed items, someone needs to teach me this, because I never learned it from my parents. they can't even throw out the things that I own.
ok, here are some things that I am making an effort to get rid of:
bras, socks, legwarmers, ugly smelly shirts, shoes I never wear, pencils and pens(way too many of those), books (choke!!), must consolidate old school papers and ebbtides, old free postcards that I always think I will use for something, but never have, that one card I got in sanfrancisco, bathroom wierdness (like ponds stripps,I threw out a box of those tonight), jewelry I never wear and never will (like that necklace of marks from back in the day... well I guess I should keep that for awile at least... see what I'm saying?), I think that closthes is a big one, because I need to get new clothes, and if I just throw a bucnh of clothes out then I will be forced to buy new ones, and there are really only specific tops I am thinking of. I just can't, for some reason, do it on mormal days.
I'm sorry to write a fucking long litagy that was for personal improvement only. maybe more news later. after the great purge.
Have I said that recently? well, it's true. So sometimes, it just feels like you can throw things away. This is one of those weeks. good luck past, present and future, I'm out of room in my closet. (literallY)
I don't know what to do about like,,,, my turmpet for one, and my socks and leg warmers for another. and how about my wall of borges?? I guess I may have internalized that one well enough now. I am going to throw away clothes. I might try to sell them, but this is unlikely since that would mean they would be sitting out on my floor for weeks before I got around to taking them anywhere. maybe tricia will want those socks that kieth got me that one time that I love but never wear.. awsome leprechaun green argyle socks. I have serious problems, I mean, Friday I threw out reciepts from 2003!!! I had to look at them all too! I mean what's the big deal? in theory I have no problem with doing this, but then I try to and stutter at the bag, my hand goes in and out, ya know. What if it's not time?? I'm always asking myself that. But I reckon that memories should tie you to things and not things to memories (at least with things like socks, which on ly have a memory of youth and loving argyle socks attached and no specific memory at all). I have about 8 pairs of socks that I never wear, but can't seem to throw out because they are still useable. GAADs.
Anyone want the cooper temple clause drummstick from when they played in seattle?? it's just a stick, and I have a fully signed set list, and didn't even want the stick, but now I feel obliged to keep it, and that is fucking crazy talk! What is the statute of limitations on variously classed items, someone needs to teach me this, because I never learned it from my parents. they can't even throw out the things that I own.
ok, here are some things that I am making an effort to get rid of:
bras, socks, legwarmers, ugly smelly shirts, shoes I never wear, pencils and pens(way too many of those), books (choke!!), must consolidate old school papers and ebbtides, old free postcards that I always think I will use for something, but never have, that one card I got in sanfrancisco, bathroom wierdness (like ponds stripps,I threw out a box of those tonight), jewelry I never wear and never will (like that necklace of marks from back in the day... well I guess I should keep that for awile at least... see what I'm saying?), I think that closthes is a big one, because I need to get new clothes, and if I just throw a bucnh of clothes out then I will be forced to buy new ones, and there are really only specific tops I am thinking of. I just can't, for some reason, do it on mormal days.
I'm sorry to write a fucking long litagy that was for personal improvement only. maybe more news later. after the great purge.