Do not move my stuff.
When I put something somewhere, that's because I want it there.
Yes, my MP3 Player was in the middle of my room's floor. So? I knew where it was. I wasn't going to step on it. Nobody ever goes in there except me most of the time.
But no, someone had to go and sit it on my dresser. ;-; You could have at least told me where you put it, or at least say you moved it somewhere. I wasted 10 minutes searching the floor for it, thinking, "Where the heck did that thing go!? I know I put it here."
...I'm going to be driven crazy one of these days, I swear. I'm already psycho enough as it is. Heck, I even had to look on Google for the correct spelling of "psycho".