I have a problem. It in of itself is simple, but a solution is more complicated. I am an incurable packrat. Anybody who's ever been into my room probably knows this all too well - I save everything. I have four years worth of movie ticket stubs in my wallet. I probably have my school notebooks going back to middle school, and I know I have the little yearly portfolios going back to third grade. I'm not sure why I do it - I think a lot of it is that I get emotionally attached to objects really easily, particularly if they have memories associated with them. This may be because my memory in of itself isn't so great, I dunno. But it's beginning to get wildly out of control. I have so much stuff, and I don't have space to put it all. My room is a wreck because trying to clean it usually just ends up shifting the mess to some other part of the room. And I have no idea what to do about it - I'm practically incapable of throwing things out or giving them away, and I don't think I could deal with selling stuff off, even the tons of old books I've got. Argh.

Also, I knew reading Aishuu's Alter Egos right after watching The Sixth Sense on TV and right before going to bed was a bad idea. It has given me too much food for thought, and the desire to go off and do some research for some of my own characters, but it's two am and I have Calc at ten. I hope my motivation holds through until I have some free time, probably Tuesday afternoon.