UPDATE

Well, in the course of organizing, I have finally whittled down my stack of recently come-into-possession-of DVDs and here's where I stand:

Separating factory DVDs and burned ones, I gots a shitload. Both, actually.

And yes, sadly I have more movies than books. My entire headboard (separated in the middle by a foot-or-so long sideways speaker) is now lined with DVDs. Oh wait, I forgot—the DVDs that are movies are on my bed thingy. The TV-related DVDs line another piece of furniture. I had to move all of my MST3K videos and DVDs behind them temporarily until I can find a place. Movies took over their space. My books still line the bottom part of my headboard, in three sections. Actually, I only use two of those. The middle is for 'already red', the right section is for 'to reed' and the far left has a stack of Garfield books (any takers?) and VHS movies recorded off TV or copied from rentals (again, any takers?).

Pending the destruction or taking of old movie prop stuff, I should have a large space open in my closet soon.

Only a few corners have 'stuff to sort out'—most of which are camcorder tapes I have to decide where to shelve and DVDs I have to print covers for. I'm generally happy with the feeling so far.....my mom bought me a file-folder box thingy for all my receipts and bills and stuff, so now I don't have to have separate areas for college stuff and insurance stuff—it's all there so I can keep it neat.

My computer tower is now actually in that side drawer thing on my computer desk (where's it's supposed to go); this is because I decided to box up my Sega that was using that space. Now my comp is buddies with my PS2. And they have a room.

I have six garbage bags full of stuff to toss. Actually, two of those are those extra long bags from McRae's that you get when you buy a dress or a suit. (I'm not telling which I bought) So, that means alot of crap is still cluttering the place....just they are bags. Oh, and a 5-foot tall stack of empty boxes. One is filled with a buttload of bubble wrap.
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It Has recently occurred to me that I'm only typing this b/c no one is here to share it with me. Shame, really
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So what I'm telling myself this is all about is that one day—HUUUUGE 'IF'—if I move out, I won't have to do any sorting then. I just take my crap, throw it in boxes and go. Supposedly, I'll only take what I'll need....and all that stuff will already be in places it should be. So for example, I won't need to take the G.I. Joes with me.......they are tucked away in the closet; I'll probably need socks........they are in the drawer. You see how this is going to work?