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figures figures everywhere...

Good god.

I had no idea. I mean, I had an idea, but it was wrong.

It's just sick.

I'm missing a few, so I know there's at least one box I haven't found.

There's four 18-gallon bins full of "desk stuff" from the old house, which still have to be sorted and trashed. I've gotten through one bin and 4 boxes already. How the hell did I have this much stuff.

So far, I've found a lot of good things... CDs, tapes, and software I had been missing since we moved! Ah, Dreamweaver MX 2004, how I have missed you. Along with Freehand.

And my font collection.

Two boxes of books to go to Half Price at lunch. Hopefully, Doug will be working. Ah, Doug... may your hot, brainy smile shine down on me today and give me more than a nickel for these books.

I can see the room taking form. I can see the walls. I can see the artwork. I can see the bed. I can see the clutter disappearing!