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[elucreh]

My room and I are engaged in an epic battle.

Third Rock from the Sun is in the laptop for thought-engaging purposes, and I am going through drawers, shelves, closets, and more. It's really astounding how much crap I always accumulate in the six months between these insane bouts of the urge for complete organization.

Among other things, I have found: the key to my brothers' car I've been looking for over the past two months; a dragon finger-puppet from an art festival; three really tacky cards (which I will send to my brother-on-a-mission) that I must have bought at least six years ago; pictures of me ages five to nine, in my ballet costumes (Pocahontas and Belle most prominent); the address of the pawnshop preferred by the woman who broke into my car last year; and seven hairbrushes.

Comments

[ny-for-life.livejournal.com]

Wow, I'm sure the keys are good to have. And I'd like to sneak a peek at the pics of you when you were younger if you're not looking... Er, if you don't mind, I mean... ;)

[akazaam.livejournal.com]

But doesn't it feel soooooo goooooood to get it all out of there once the organization-bug does hit? I have the exact same problem...