Monday, August 10, 2009
Packing. Packing.
Packing.
Lots of junk.
No, that's not in the suitcase.
Yet.
Didn't realize I hoarded so much junk.
But most of them were Mum's letters anyway.
Still, it's junk.
I have emptied out my table.
Somewhat.
There's lots of weird things on my table.
Ginger tablets.
An unused hard disk. (That'll come in handy.)
An Anna Sui purse (Christmas present.)
Lots and lots of half-used tissue packets.
Leona Lewis and Anastacia. And a number of Cubase promo CDs.
My Dale ears.
Lots of hair strands. Of differing lengths.
My old MIDI assignments' CDs and papers.
An MP3 player I never touched.
Lots more papers, plastic bags...
And I haven't checked under the table yet. >.<
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