Clean Up Day

So, here I throwing down my first post. I'd like to lie and say I've got something very exciting that needs to be shared with the greater public if not whole world, but I've got...nothing. I'm just sitting here, waking up, stalling from my inevitable trip to Home Depot that marks the beginning of a miserable weekend in which I unpack everything I own, sort through it all, and re-pack all of my extraneous shit based upon which of two piles it finds itself in--shit I will throw away and shit I'll keep, move into storage, and sort through again next time I move.

I don't know why I do this to myself. I'm not keeping a stack of crap based upon sentimental attachment. More so, it's because I'm afraid to throw it away. It's a bad thing when junk scares you into keeping it. I'm in a very bad place.

Well, time to go tackle the crap! ... Right after a quick game of SC.