Messy

As much as I try to be organized,I can be grossed out by apartment most of the time, I just can't help but live like a pig. Most of my mess is clutter, things like old mail, newspapers, etc. Then there are weirdo things like the broken standing hairdryer that I can't think of throwing away or the classroom sized bulletin board that came with the apartment, there is the plastic wrap that the movers used to wrap my bed with when I moved from Chicago (that is in a closet, and it keeps on pushing the door open).

The remainder of the mess is my laziness showing itself. At any given moment, there are at least 3 empty cigarette boxes on my coffee table, socks and change (I think its a Taylor family thing) on the floor. In the kitchen there is a pile of recycling, I haven't really figured out how that works yet, so I occasionally slip some of it in with my regular trash. And lets not forget the clothes... there are piles of clean and dirty clothes throughout the place, and something new for 2005 is the hanging clothing. Since I have a washing machine but no dryer I have to hang my laundry on hangers to dry. Actually not a big deal. The big deal is the hangers throughout the place with various things waiting to dry. Towels, underwear, as well as shirts and pants.


Just goes to show you there is no gay gene.




No sex for Michael count: 26 days