The Finite

Since July, there has been a slowly filling Rubbermaid chest in the corner of my room. At the bottom are the items I wouldn’t need until I got to the dorm. Hangers, winter coat/jacket, laundry bag, detergent and power strip. I slowly layered long jeans, sandals and many t-shirts on top of that as padding to flatten the surface for a small white board and calendar.

I spent many hours meticulously filling every nook and cranny of that box. Jeans and shorts are layer dividers; socks and t-shirts act as padding/filling material for irregular objects like the alarm clock or the toiletries basket (which is currently crammed with various tapes and tube socks).

There’s also a suitcase I used for the remainder of my t-shirts and shorts as well as another larger (and free!) white board. Then a garbage bag for my bedding, two boxes for my electronics, one for my textbooks. My binder and supplies go in my backpack and of course the Targus laptop bag. Then there’s the 12′ TV which is still attached to the kitchen wall. There’s a tower of white shelves I garbage picked as well as a very old fan which my grandma had for some reason.

We musn’t forget the “lounge chair” I’m bringing and “Plan B”, a backup plan for if I’m ever late for class.

Looking at my list, the final clothing count is:

• 28 t-shirts
• 9 long pants
• 5 shorts
• 2 pairs of sweatpants
• 4 plain white T’s
• 1 hoodie
• 32 hangers

There’s also:

• one big purple bathrobe that seems incomplete without an orange traffic cone hat on my head.
• towel with reinforced seams

I didn’t bring any floss, because I don’t like traditional floss. To me, it’s basically holding minty string while jamming my giant hand into my relatively small mouth and trying not to accidentally throw up because then I would have to brush my teeth and floss again.

I also had to get a new pill bottle. I accidentally fell down on top of the old one. It, and I, were crushed. Luckily I still have half a bottle left of Vicodin from my wisdom teeth removal. Seems like a waste to just dump all those pills. Oh, well, what am I going to do? Pop sixteen Vicodin tonight and mellow out?

I don’t think I forgot anything important.

I’ll get back to you, folks, with the motivation behind my drilling/melting-stuff-with-soldering-iron spree.

And here’s my master list.

• alarm clock
• laundry bag/detergent
• bedstuffs
• umbrella
• contact lenses
• band-aid
• towels
• bathrobe
• flashlight
• nail clippers
• laptop
• flash drive
• backup HDD
• locks
• cat-5 cables (some for sale)
• headphones
• flip-flops/sandals
• socks
• T-shirts
• jeans
• shorts
• hoodie (Locke ‘n Load)
• winter coat
• jacket
• stapler (no refills)
• power strip
• tape (Scotch, masking, duct)
• rubber bands, ziploc bags
• hangers +extra
• camera
• shelving/drawers
• tissues
• comb
• toiletries (soap, shampoo, toothbrush, mouthwash)
• swim trunks, JY!
• ear plugs
• fan
• batteries (crapload of AA and AAA)
• TV w/ coaxial cable
• spirals/binders/paper
• Sawed-off toothbrush
• Sawed-off fork
• Sawed-off spoon
• blank CDs

But I forgot a hat.

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