Such an exciting morning I had

Last night, or maybe this morning, just about at midnight I came to a major realization: instead of going out and digging up some free liquor store boxes or something and hauling all these books I have to my storage unit in 90 degree heat, I could shove them under my bed.

So I did. Now there are a million hardback books under my bed. My room looks much neater. And Mom can’t ground me for it, either. (Once as a kid I got in major trouble for this. Today, I brag to her on ICQ that I did it. Ha! :P)

Is this mundane and pointless enough?

A bit of warning. My friend does the same thing. Places stuff under his bed as storage. But then he needed more space so he jacked up his bed and put more under. This has gone on for years and his bed is now just feet from the roof.