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quote:tubbyasian came out of the closet to say: And there is no way I'm posting her eBay id, since I've been around here long enough to know better. But she's got ~2200 feedbacks, with most of those being repeat sellers so the number after her name is significantly less. All of her feedback is just standard 'GREAT TO DO BUSINESS WITH. Quick payment Good communications THANKS +++', 'THANKS FOR BEING A GREAT E-BAY CUSTOMER AAA+++ HAPPY HOLIDAYS' stuff.
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Whoa, hey, that's pretty crazy. I usually don't feel sorry for people but I honestly feel sorry for your mother. I mean, that's just a lovely way to live.
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| # ? Dec 15, 2003 10:36 |
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holy gently caress. it's a flea market waiting to happen. also, i have some stuff that i need to get rid of...
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| # ? Dec 15, 2003 10:40 |
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Remember the episode of Ren and Stimpy when they go to the house of the future? Humming the music to that while reading this thread made it that much more pleasant. And then a hero comes along
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| # ? Dec 15, 2003 10:43 |
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My grandfather is old profssor with a PHD in economics. When he retired, he still kept his hand in the buisness, so to speak, and collected bits of info on whatever interested him. Want to know about the Brazillian copper market 1970-1993? He knows. Eventually the entire basement got turned into his eccentric little library. It's all highly organized though, so it's a little cool, but it'll still be a bitch to deal with when he's gone. To top it all off, his "library" is 100% worthless because when he something he liked on a subject, he'd simply CUT IT OUT OF THE BOOK and file it.
Great words won't cover ugly actions and good frames won't save bad paintings.
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| # ? Dec 15, 2003 10:43 |
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Suddenly my 300+ DVD collection doesn't seem so bad.
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| # ? Dec 15, 2003 10:44 |
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Could someone jump back on the torrent for me just for about a minute, i'm at 97% done. Thanks. Edit: Got it. d4n4rchy fucked around with this message at Dec 15, 2003 around 10:53 |
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Okay, I'm out of here for the night. I'll catch up with the questions tomorrow.
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| # ? Dec 15, 2003 10:47 |
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jesus christ. i seriously think the social authorities would have you moved to somewhere else and force your mom to clean out her poo poo by law. that's just sick, poor you. :(
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| # ? Dec 15, 2003 10:47 |
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You know, it's funny. I own absolutely nothing that cannot be replaced. When I moved out all I had was my computer, a bag of clothes and a box of books/music/dvds. No photos, no junk, no keepsakes. God I hate junk, and loving junk shops. Why people would want to fill their house with that crap is beyond me. As for your episode of 'Life of Grime USA', I suggest you light a match.
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| # ? Dec 15, 2003 10:49 |
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quote:KatMan911 came out of the closet to say: She doesn't like to throw things away. Let me explain a little more. My parent's house looks much the same, as my mom does this too. I slept on the couch my last two years of high school because my bunk had been annexed temporarily for Christmas storage and I never got it back. Also, my sister had turned 14 and I figured that she should have some space of her own, so aside from storing my clothes in the bedroom, I never used it. My mom has never used a computer in her life, though, which makes the collections all the worse. Oh, yeah. We live in the country, and so there's extra space. This extra space is used by the three semi-trailers full of stuff out in the pasture. Yes, you read that right. Whenever we run out of space in my house, my mom buys a semi trailer and moves stuff out there. I have three complete bedroom sets in the trucks(bed, dresser, etc..). One was supposed to be put in my new bedroom when I was 9, one when I was 14(5 years and still no new bedroom), and one when I was 16(oh, look, no bedroom). My mom has anxiety disorder, but I've never figured out why that causes the constant collecting. Unfortunately, because I've never lived in a clean house my entire life I really have no concept of what to keep and what to throw away, so I demonstrate some of the same habits, mainly because my own living space is so much cleaner compared to what I grew up with that I don't even notice what others find to be appalling levels of mess. Edit: My father and I have tried to get my mom help a couple of times, but she refuses to see a psychologist or take medications thanks to a great-aunt who had Alzheimers and leukemia. She saw the zombie-state that resulted from the drugs treating that and extrapolated that to "all drugs given by doctors that aren't antibiotics will do that to you." Nevermind the fact that those were super-duper painkillers. My dad even tried separating for a while(they had been fighting about money a lot, mostly how they were going to pay for my college education) and getting his own apartment, but he came back after I politely explained how I had wrestled the steak knife out of my mother's hands as she tried to slit her wrists. They went to marital counseling and things seemed to get better, I got boffo scholarships and my dad got some good raises so college wasn't an issue, and my mom kept accumulating crap. It's sorta nice to know that there are other people who have parents like this, and it's not just my mom that's weird. ---- I'll answer these questions for my mom. Is she a hippie? Yes. Does she use alcohol? The occasional glass of wine(like every 2 months). What does your mom tell you when you ask her to remove all that junk from the house? Flips out and starts sobbing. I threw away some ancient(read - the lead article was about the original Mortal Kombat) gaming magazines and she actually fished them out of the trash and left them on my bed. This was four years ago, just before I went to college. And may I suggest some home decoration books for her as an XMas present? Stuff with lots of pictures of comfortable dwellings. I couldn't think of anything more subtle and appropriate in this situation. Hah. At least if she's like my mom, she knows exactly what she's missing, and likes to collect home decoration books and magazines. I'll bet you dollars to donuts that she buys copies of Victoria on a regular basis. The only thing I give my parents for Christmas anymore is food, because anything else will just accumulate. ▼▼▼▼▼▼ ▲▲▲▲▲▲ wodin fucked around with this message at Dec 15, 2003 around 11:09 |
| # ? Dec 15, 2003 10:50 |
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haha.. holy poo poo that's a lot of poo poo.. and I thought my mum was bad
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| # ? Dec 15, 2003 10:51 |
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That's great. I wish I could afford collecting stuff too. If I've learned something in my short life it's that you'll never need anything until 1 day after you threw it away. Tell her to get a bigger house though. A gigantic collection of random poo poo is only cool if you have enough room to sort and index your stuff to find it again when you need it.
<KTX> Hey, I am 14/f/Canada I know this will sound weird but have you ever seen a pic of people doing it????
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| # ? Dec 15, 2003 10:57 |
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Okay, I'm floored. I've had friends over the years whose mothers I've described as "crazy" because, let's face it, they kinda were. But I'm going to have to forever redefine that word, because I never thought that anyone I know could have a mother that loving bonkers. It's almost impressive, from a standpoint of sheer awe, how she can accumulate so much stuff without it affecting her ability to live and well, accumulate MORE stuff. If she ever kicks the bucket or for some reason decides to get rid of all that junk (yeah right), give me a call and I'll help either open boxes and sell stuff on eBay (for a cut of the undoubtably sizable profit), or burn it in a giant fireball of justice. Either way I think I could derive fun from it :) Gloom and doom
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| # ? Dec 15, 2003 10:58 |
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I am interested in buying your large fuzzy mushroom. Name your price, or simply how many boxes I will have to trade for it.
lose some weight, matt clark.
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| # ? Dec 15, 2003 10:59 |
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Fire Hazard!!! Heck, my mum-in-law's place would look exactly like this except she rents storage lockers for placing her excessive crap in. maybe you guys could try that?
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| # ? Dec 15, 2003 11:00 |
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Wow. I cast another vote for TLC's Clean Sweep to come in there and lay the law down.
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| # ? Dec 15, 2003 11:01 |
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One of my mom's coworkers has a house that looks a lot like that. I did some landscaping work for her a few months ago and I thought she had just moved in. Nope. She's been living there for at least 15 years. The lady can't throw a drat thing away. :v:
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| # ? Dec 15, 2003 11:08 |
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you should sell some of her poo poo on the SA forum. My grandma was similar towards the end of her life, and my friend's aunt was even worse.. She had tons of animals and woulden't take care of them, so they'd be like dying and poo poo.. My grandma had 2 cats that she kept ok care of, butt he house was still a pig sty.. Your mom looks like a nice person though.. I'd do anything I could to free her from the bondage of that neurosis so she could atleast live her late years peacefully. You should do like pay $50.00 or $75.00+ postage for a mystery box! I'd totally buy one! It'd be like charity but you get more than a picture of some skinny spear chucker (not racist) that probably died like 5 years ago.. ----------------
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| # ? Dec 15, 2003 11:12 |
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I like to buy and own and collect things, such as old computers and consoles, and I dislike throwing "good" stuff away. My rooms are still quite empty, but I do use quite a lot of storage space (attic, closets, etc) for a 23 year old. I guess this is where I'm headed, when I get older and more senile.
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| # ? Dec 15, 2003 11:14 |
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Uh. Wow. And my girlfriend tells me I'm a packrat. Actually, she's right, I am a packrat but SWEET ZOMBIE CHRIST that's loving insane.
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| # ? Dec 15, 2003 11:14 |
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My good lord. So, that was a lot of crap. I feel for you, dude. <3
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| # ? Dec 15, 2003 11:23 |
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She'd probably love a trip to a box factory. Guide: Many interesting and important things have been put into boxes over the years: textiles, other boxes, even children's candy. Milhouse: Do any of these boxes have candy in them? Guide: No. Milhouse: Will they ever? Guide: No, we only make boxes to ship nails. Any other questions? Martin: When will we be able to see a finished box, Sir? Guide: Well, we don't assemble them here -- that's done in Flint, Michigan. Bart: Have any of the workers ever had their hands cut off by the machinery? Guide: No -- Bart: And then the hand started crawling around and tried to strangle everybody? Guide: No, that has never happened. Bart: Any popped eyeballs? Guide: I'm not sure what kind of factory you're thinking of; we just make boxes here. ... Guide: This room is the most popular part of our tour. Milhouse: It's just like the other rooms. Guide: Yes, but with one important difference: [looks over] Oh, they took that out. Yes, it is just like the other rooms.
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| # ? Dec 15, 2003 11:31 |
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You have to tell us what is in those boxes? I go to UCD and I feel the urge to come to your place and scrounge around. Did you say she's never opened some of those FEDEX boxes? Why am I the only one who thinks it'd be fun to treasure hunt in that stuff.
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| # ? Dec 15, 2003 11:33 |
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Jesus loving christ! She has issues (not to mention that her house is one huge fire hazard). My advice, moveout asap.
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| # ? Dec 15, 2003 11:38 |
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sell all that poo poo on ebay and make "MO MONEY MO MONEY!"
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| # ? Dec 15, 2003 11:41 |
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quote:voltron came out of the closet to say: That's the part that amazes me the most. How does she even rationalize ordering stuff and not even looking at it?
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| # ? Dec 15, 2003 11:49 |
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It reminds me of my condo. I moved here and never got it put together, so there's still boxes and loads of crap sitting everywhere. Now I feel better about it knowing there's someone worse than me. She's a packrat, except it's compounded with obsessive hoarding behavior. Send this all to Clean Sweep and see what happens. If they did it she'd probably have a nervous breakdown though. 
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| # ? Dec 15, 2003 11:51 |
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quote:Blahsmack came out of the closet to say:
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| # ? Dec 15, 2003 12:51 |
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Even though I've been beaten to saying it, that's a firetrap waiting to happen, straight up. I mean, Sweet Jesus. I've been told I'm the biggest hoarder the world has ever seen, and I've always believed that there was someone out there with more crap stored than me. Thanks to you, I can now prove it.
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| # ? Dec 15, 2003 13:12 |
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One of these days she's gonna come home to find Ed Norton huddled over an old magazine with a flashlight. "I am Jill's nipple."
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| # ? Dec 15, 2003 13:23 |
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We've been cleaning out my grandparent's house recently, and it's pretty much the same, but much less hygienic. Partially due to the mess and partially due to laziness, nothing has been cleaned in the past thirty years, and the reason we had to clear everything out was because some of the internal walls were starting to rot away due to damp. They're pretty much havign to rebuild everything from the inside. My step-dad took some photos before we started clearing out, and showed them to his mother, who's a bit of a neat-freak. It made her feel physically ill. This has given me the motivation I need to clean out my room.
Ojo fucked around with this message at Dec 15, 2003 around 13:39 |
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Wow. That's a lot of junk. With everyone else here reporting similar behaviour in relatives I did a bit of googling. It seems this is a well known (in psychiatric circles, anyway) but not well understood variation on good old Obsessive Compulsive Disorder. Alas, it doesn't respond well to the usual OCD treatments. These guys are recruiting subjects for study and treatment trials. They're on the opposite side of the country to you but, who knows, maybe they have colleagues on the West Coast. It probably wouldn't hurt to ask them questions.
SirRobin fucked around with this message at Dec 15, 2003 around 13:53 |
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 Hey, it's a model M keyboard - she can't be all bad. Looks like someone's been eating cheetos while using the mouse though.
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| # ? Dec 15, 2003 13:47 |
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poo poo DUDE, THATS A LOT OF BOXES! I'm kinda torn between two standpoints. Is she a danger to herself? I mean you said she fell over a load of stuff trying to open a window, did she hurt herself? And does she fall over stuff / have stuff fall on her regularly? I know it is technically her right to do whatever she wants in her own home (within reason), but if shes a danger to herself you should seek some help from a doctor, psychiatrist, other medical person who deals with box hoarding people. On the other hand if shes alright and she isn't harming herself, others or her financial stability (she can still afford the electricity bills ontop of her eBay account, right?), then my advice would be to move out. You can't live there, I would go batshit insane if you put me in that house for any extended period of time (I'm one of those tidy freaks). Plus it will give her an extra room to fill with boxes of stuff. And just incase I didn't make this absoloutely clear: poo poo DUDE, THATS A LOT OF BOXES! Thinking about it again, no. It is only a matter of time before something goes wrong. I know she is your mother, but think about these: A. She falls over something and breaks a leg. Shes stuck inside the house, with that much padding, noone will hear her crying for help. B. A pile falls ontop of her and crushes her in her sleep. C. Somehow, something sets on fire. I don't care if its kids, electrical, candles, whatever. That house WILL turn into something hot enough to form glass from sand. Needless to say, your mother will not survive long enough to witness said miracle. D. The biohazard of old food in the kitchen finishes its mutation and breaks out of its cocoon of bags and boxes. It eats your mother, and absorbs her brain into its own. Caught by the same issue that has caught your mother, it finds eBay and her credit card. Assuming your mothers form (come on, you know it could), it takes over her job and start earning. Eventually, the monster creates enough food waste to mutate into another creature. This in turn, eats the old monster, and the cycle continues into eternity. Call someone, and get her help. Oh yeah, just incase I didn't make this point as clear as I could the first time round; MOVE OUT! PS. poo poo!
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| # ? Dec 15, 2003 13:50 |
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That's some hosed up poo poo, dude. I like to organize cd's and whatnot, but she have 50 boxes for each cd I own :)
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quote:Krispy Kareem came out of the closet to say: I was wondering how long it would take for someone to notice that. I wonder if she has a collection of them? hm...
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| # ? Dec 15, 2003 13:59 |
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Ooooooh. Parakeets! Wait, what was this thread about?
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| # ? Dec 15, 2003 13:59 |
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quote:voltron came out of the closet to say: Thats what I'd do. My father has this same mental illness. His house is about 5 times worse. Take this guys house and replace the boxes with trash, rotting food, and various bulk things he's bought and then lost in the rubble. I say grab some random boxes, crack em open, and sell em off. Hell, they are already packed. All you gotta do is pay the shipping and you get some cash AND help your mom out with her problem.
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