What made me want to store my giant box of blank CDs 12 feet above my desk, i couldn’t tell you. Suffice to say that i have to essentially climb on top of my computer to get to it. This doesn’t help the general state of chaos the room is in, which can be attributing equally to Viktor’s impending flight to his homeland and my half dozen giant tupperware containers (all half packed). The next few days should be very interesting indeed. And geeze, why is the yuppy radio station playing “You Oughta Know?” That’s so wrong… (especially when followed by ‘everybody’s got a hungry heart’)