Leavings from the student buffet.

Today’s student-moveout trash pickings:

Twin-sized turquoise comforter: from the same house where, last week, I got a pillow with the turquoise sham that matches this comforter. I’m going to cut it into sections and bind the edges to make cat beds.

Two bath towels: a slate blue one that’s kind of seedy-looking, and a better one in peach. They’ll go to the Humane Society, where the animals don’t know it’s not the ’90s any more.

Six assorted men’s cotton t-shirts: I always grab cotton t-shirts; if nothing else, they make good painting rags. I tossed them all in the wash without paying much attention to the colors or checking out the graphics, but at least two are black and one is red.

One women’s cotton t-shirt in a dirt-brown color.

A cobalt-blue glass bottle.

A huge plastic lidded Starbucks cup for a cold beverage. What’s the size larger than a Venti? It’s that size.

Rejected: A Barbie-pink fleece bathrobe. It had enough fabric to justify grabbing it, if only to make into cat throws for the shelter, but I honestly despise that color and didn’t want to work with it.

And hey, you know what? I can afford to be a snob about trash because in the coming week there will be so fucking much of it. Plus, my house currently resembles an episode of Hoarders, so I’ve got to declare some sort of limits, however feeble.