My best inanimate friend wouldn’t be my gaming systems, it wouldn’t be my toys or my computer…it would be my comic books. Well written stories, well developed characters and fantastic art make up my favorite comics. While I have many comics, not all of them are good…but the great ones, I can read and re-read hundreds of times.

So you know those big comic boxes? In the 11 years I collected comics (1994-2005~), I’ve collected about 16 large boxes worth of comics. Since I moved into my condo, they’ve stayed at my parent’s home. There are just SO many and I didn’t think I had space here. I won’t lie, I miss them. Miss them so much. Whenever I visit my parent’s place, I always leave with 50 or so of my favorite comics that I’m dying to re-read. I bring them to the condo, read and re-read them until my next visit to my parents, where I put my comics back, and get a new batch.

Anyways, I’m being forced to move my comics out of my parents house. I found out that there IS enough room for the 16 boxes inside one of my storage units. I’m so excited to get them back. I’ve moved 8 of them from the house to my condo so far…and I’ve been reading comics like crazy, since they’re so conveniently close. I find myself going down to the storage unit around 1am-2am and hanging out there for 30 minutes, shuffling through comics to bring back to the condo.

I’m moving 4 more tomorrow…soon I’ll have them all! I’m SO EXCITED! I’m giddy with happiness! :D