Drowning in junk, I am

My room looks like a tornado hit it. Hell, I think the tornado would make it look better. G'ah. Part of the problem is I'm a pack rat. The other part of the problem? I have one check left in my check book. I should have another book or three around here. Naturally, I cannot remember where the hell they are. Being brilliant, I thought I'd tear my room apart to find them. Nope. All the places I remember them being at one time or another mocked me. Frick!

Sooooooo... I guess I have to order new ones. Double frick!

And all hail ghosty4. I should just always listen, for the Cold Eeze trick worked. Many others worked. And obviously there was some voodoo used to bring the perfect gift back to Overstock where it was even cheaper than I remembered. Totally not worthy. *bow*