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I spent the day spring cleaning. I guess that until now I had never contemplated the overwhelming capacity of my drawers. I took out two trash bags full of shit, no clothes mind you, and I still don't have an empty drawer. I don't think that I was even aware that I owned that much stuff. I'm sure my friends would have reveled in my hypocrisy after some of the anti-consumeristic tirades I have spewed on them. I suppose a good share of it was old mail, some of it unopened dating back to '05, and ticket stubs, but then there was that pulse monitoring chest strap watch thing...