As it turns out, I'm bad at cleaning. Well, no, I'm not. The room is clean. Except I'm a hoarder. I've kept all my notes, all my double drafts, all my little sketches. even though I sent 6-ish books to
wliberation, I still have no space on my bookshelf. This because half my stationary is up there as well as my cds and floppy disks. The bookcase has been pushed across the table, too, so all my folders (13) and manilla folders (7) are together. I have one shoebox full of newspaper clippings which I will finally stick in my red book this week. It's time to start properly collating all the things that happened this year. It's time to document, process and move on.
The CSI: NY finale is on in 20 minutes so I need to go and set up my tape. I'm going to miss the show but there's always new things, right? For example, BSG S2 starts next week in the USA :)