Bedroom Hell / Junk Be Gone
July 20th, 2005 bySounds like some kind of kinky sex thing, right? Bedroom Hell. That game where you dress up in leather and grab the devil horn hats? Might be fun… Unfortunately, this is the other kind of hell. The hell of sorting thousands of books, vhs tapes, receipts, term papers, awards, photos, bits and pieces of electronic equipment, adapters, ancient phones, and just about any other kind of household junk you can imagine in an overheated dusty room at the end of a very long day of programming. Alone. I’m on the verge of just calling Junk Be Gone and saying bye bye to all of it. Am I really going to miss that crap? Will my dad? My sister? They haven’t seen it or used it for years. I doubt they would even notice anything was missing. For that matter, if after calling Junk Be Gone, I sold the house? Would they notice that I had a different address? That I also had a little ‘92 Toyota pickup truck instead of my ‘05 Jetta GLI? Or that I was working full-time as a photographer again instead of programming? Maybe we’ll find out.