Futon No More
Yesterday I got rid of the first piece of furniture I ever owned, the futon. It was never going to survive the redecorating of the living room (or to be more accurate: the decorating of the living room), but it still is a bit of a shock to not see it around. I've had that futon for the better part of five years, it feels like another bit of the past let go.
In the same vane, I've unsubscribed from the perl5 porters mailing list. I realized last night, after Schwern announced his departure that I had no reason to be on the list, no reason at all. All I was getting was a mailbox full of mail I didn't read. It was at best vanity and at worst stupid. So I've unsubscribed, and I feel good about it. Cathartic is perhaps the word to use.