Putting it all out there

I got a new shelf this weekend. Fascinating, right?

Well, I was pretty excited about it. After having the same one since graduating from college, I needed something bigger. My DVD collection was spread out about the apartment – some on the shelf, some in my closet, and some downstairs in my storage room. So I made my maiden voyage to IKEA and, after feeling like the Goldilocks of shelves (too big, too small, too weird, not spaced right), I finally found one that was juuuust right.

This thing is big. It stands over 70 inches tall. So I figured I would have more than enough room to fit all my DVDs. I could finally take Buffy and Angel out of the closet, and bring up Scrubs and Studio 60 from storage. Those Cheers videotapes I ordered when I was 12 would have a new home (I just can’t get rid of them yet, not until I have the whole series on DVD). All this, with surely tons of room to spare!

Or…not. See for yourself.

shelf-1

You know how in the movies or on TV, someone will realize he/she has a drinking problem by looking in trash and seeing how many bottles are there? It’s all there, in his/her face and they can’t deny it. That’s kind of how I felt on Monday, after I finished putting my DVDs away. Granted, I am leaving space, so I probably have half a shelf more space than appears here. And some of it is stuff from my childhood that I feel I should keep, like my high school’s performance of Guys and Dolls and this video I made with a friend on U2 for FANatic. (Remember FANatic? My friend was going to be the ultimate fan, and I was going to be the friend that sent in the tape, and gets to tag along and meet the band. This tape is horribly, terribly embarrassing and I don’t want anyone to ever see it. Maybe I could put that one back in the closet.)  

But still. Damn. I own a lot of DVDs. (And still want more. I don’t even have all of Angel!)

Video of the Day:
Dear Ricky Braddy,
If you are going to attempt A Song for You on American Idol (which I suggest you do not) this is how it should be done. C’mon, man. You really think you’re going out sing Elliott? I didn’t see Paula making a mess of herself over you. (And that’s not even hard to do, Danny Gokey.)

Love,
Sarah

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