Take all that crap I was gonna place in boxes and move from old apartment to new and instead follow this simple two step plan:
1. Carry crap to street.
2. Light it on fire.
Actually, I am putting forth a real effort to lessen the amount of crap that I own. I'm finding it really hard to part with two things:
1. Really cute, in-style, and expensive clothes that don't really fit me anymore, but may someday, in QuianaLand, where ice cream makes you skinny.
2. Comics that I will absolutely never again read and that will never be worth any money (and maybe was not so crazy about at the time).
Those helping me move should be able to help me determine how successful I was based upon the number and weight of the boxes.