purge cleaning

Armed with a friend who had no emotional attachment to awesome things like my class of '95 middle school t-shirt, I set to the mighty mighty task of cleaning, nay, purging my room of all the great junk that has come to reside there. Tasha showed little mercy when it came to my lovely stuff and was invaluable in accomplishing the task at hand. We ended up with two kitchen garbage bags of clothes to donate (I didn't even know I had that many clothes) and a large garbage can full of old papers and unopened mail from mid 2008.

Big announcement: I have carpet. It is light brown.