I don't keep the cleanest house...
Much like the title, I don't keep the cleanest house/rooms in the world. Well, I like to think my rooms are usually quite clean and well organized. I'm in the middle of packing up my stuff again (slowly) and let myself get away with not vacuuming it for a bit.
Usually, the thing stopping me from doing an extra bit of cleaning is just myself. I can be one lazy-ass bastard sometimes. Sometimes, though, I'm not the reason for lagging behind in my cleaning duties.
This is especially true with my current roommates. They are diligent with keeping the floor clean and all their crap in something akin to order. Sadly, the two sinks are usually absolutely full with dirty dishes with half-eaten food on them. This makes it difficult for me to wash my dishes with no sinks avaliable. Rather difficult, wouldn't you say?
Not only the dishes. They apparently like to leave cloths in the washer and dryer. I don't even want to know how long they have been sitting in there. Just like the dishes, its somewhat difficult to do my laundry without a washer and/or a dryer.
I ever do hope that I get that job I went and saw about the other day. I would like sufficient funding to get my OWN place, without anyone else living there. I can only hope. Yep, I hope the hell I get a good job soon.

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