CLAIM YOUR BELONGINGS SOON. If you don't it's getting thrown out, used as bonfire fuel, given away, or dismantled in the name of pseudoscience. Keyword: "soon" I'm talking clothes, consoles, games, controllers, cables, posters, instrumental accessories, random electronics/appliances, movies, endangered species ETC. Far too many people have left waaay to much random clutter here. PLEASE, stop assuming I want whatever you left, or that I don't mind cleaning up after you as I constantly try to work around all of this stuff. My parents are pack rats as it is. To clarify: I am not dragon (contrary to popular belief) nor is my home a towering nightmare in the middle of a lake of lava, though it may seem that way to some. So, no training, particular magnitude of combat prowess, armor, cavalry, knowledge of ancient magic or getaway horse/donkey voiced by Eddie Murphy should be required for your mission, should you accept it. If required though, I wanna know what route you had to take to get here... Considering the amount of my own/my family's belongings that have been destroyed/generally ruined by various guests, in addition to the amount of leftover garbage and misc shit I've consistently had to collect after just about each and every bout of shenanigans, one might begin to understand this rant, along with the fact that my house is not a dump site, and I've got bigger fish to deal with. If you've got ANYTHING at all that you left at my house or in the barn IN THE LAST FOUR YEARS, come reclaim whatever it might be ASAP. FTR: Yes, you left something here. No, I don't bite. Yes, I'm certain I don't want your belongings, but thank you. No, I'm not going to hold it for some indefinite amount of time. No, I don't know what belongs to who, nor do I care who takes what anymore. No, this isn't about you, or any one person, specifically. Yes, I'll be here. Yes, I'll have a bon fire soon. I've been slowly but surely overhauling the majority of my existence/work space/house and things of that nature for the last two years, and I've been postponing certain aspects of the process because of the impressive over abundance of shite that belongs to no one in my family, and only sits around in piles being in the way. I have zero intentions of using ANY of these things. Pick em up, or I'm going to build a cannon and start ejecting what remains off the top of East Rock, clay-pigeon style.
