Ok, Ok I'm moving. This move is definitely a bittersweet one. I am very happy that I will be able to move into my own place (rented not owned, but you can't have everything), but I am sad because I love the place I'm leaving.
But alas, Nothing Gold Can Stay as goes Frost, but these past seven years have been good ones.
I am disgusted by just the sheer amount of junk that I have aquired over the past 7 years. Including but not limited to:
- 3 dead laptops
- 1 Dead Powermack G5
- 2 Boxes of Books
- 5 Backs of shredded paper
- 1 Box of Magazines
And that is just out of my office, which isn't that big. I've found pay stubs for the past 6 years. What the hell do I need with paystubs from six years ago. Damn I've long done spent that money.
It feels so liberating to get rid of all of this Stuff, because that is all it is Stuff. I have to concentrate on creation and less time on consumption. Its disgusting if you add up all of the money that I spent on the items I'm throwing away.
Damn It. I could of done so many things, hmmmm like getting an appointment with Jose Lopez or Chris Brand, but no I spent the money on Bullshit magazines and items that I'm not ever going to use. Its such a shame.



