Moving sucks. I mean, it really sucks, but the thing I hate the most is sorting out all my stuff into boxes and deciding what I want to keep and what I should get rid of. With this in mind, I decided to tackle the monumental dumping ground that has become the storage space under my bed which is a vast graveyard of plastic holding boxes I’ve crammed full of crap and forgotten about.
I think I might possibly own every PSX game ever made.
I also found more hats than any man should own, folders crammed full of half-written songs and fiction, enough books to open my own library wing and a billion odd socks. I found old love letters from long forgotten girls, a small army of Dreamcast VMUs (those things rocked), photos so old that I don’t recognise myself or the drunk-looking girl often hugging me and about £30 in small change. I’ve found millions of cables, half-built RC cars, forgotten music CDs and a small tribe of pygmies who declared me an evil God and pelted me with the collection of BB guns that has also lain under there in dormant. I didn’t find Lasty, which I was thankful for.
I did find my Master System. Hurrah!



espiga Apr 5, 2009
True Apr 5, 2009
Gimme Hogs Of War, and the two Lunars and I'll be your friend. And won't put up that video of you doing a rendition of "Womanizer".
darketernal Apr 6, 2009
aschultz Apr 6, 2009
you don't like it, then it is a waste of space you could've had
you like it, it's that much harder to throw out
But yeah, Dreamcast and PSX were awesome. I think I have a bunch of bargain PSX games I never got around to playing, but I loved the ones I did.
EmP Blogger Apr 6, 2009
The clowns only lurk under your bed, DE. There's no room for them under mine.
True Apr 7, 2009
EmP Blogger Apr 7, 2009
darketernal Apr 8, 2009
So, where will you be living now? A box in the alley or something more fancy?