shimmy shimmy ya

moving out of my childhood home in two days, the sanctuary where I've entertained some bad hairstyles (tiger striped fringe/bright green mohican) choice of attire (fisherman's hat/limp bizkit hoody) and dubious listening material (nickelback/crazy town). the actual process of clearing, other than the destruction of sentimental items like the dining room table :(( is pretty sweet. far too many hidden gems tucked away that i havn't seen for years, one of which being a street shark action figure. forget TMNT, street sharks are ( j )awesome (oh dear). what's cooler than four roller-blading, crime fighting sharks?   very little.