It wouldn't be pretty. I just had a minor blowout. My apartment is a pig sty. I took the dirty dishes out of the sink and stacked them in the corner until whoever dirtied them can find the time to wash them. I took the disgusting garbage pail outside until I can wash it and put in a plastic liner. The trash on the counters, I threw away. The towel on the floor, I put by the door, in case any one wants to rescue it before it goes in the garbage. I put the plastic cup of soap in the bathroom and the dental picks in the medicine cabinet, I sanitized the sink, put the hair bands in the medicine cabinet, and threw away the hanger that had been straightened out and was being used as a crack pipe pusher. If you don't know what that is, believe me, you don't want to know. I also tossed the ashtray that was sitting on the toilet tank onto the stack of dirty dishes.
I was not quiet while I did all this. One of my roommates, the one who really shouldn't be there because he hasn't paid rent... was trying to sleep. I let him know, in no uncertain terms, that the place was gross, and while I will do some cleaning, I expect him to clean after himself. He replied that he doesn't live there. I told him, "then get the fuck out". He laughed. I told him that I appreciated him cleaning after I moved in, and that I would be speaking to our other roommate, who as far as I have seen, has done nothing more than take the trash out one time, in the morning. Then I went out for a beer, and to write.
I went to the miami boat show today. I bought a two day ticket, and attended four seminars. It was very cool, and very informative. I decided to not go tomorrow, to sleep in instead, and go again on Monday. I need to rest, so I can make money Saturday night, and a double on Sunday, and I don't have to be at work until 6 Monday. That will give me time tomorrow to get a pair of visegrips to remove the nut I stripped while I was disassembling the front of my truck engine last Wednesday, and play with reformatting the hard drive of my laptop, after I have slept in til 10 and probably finished the latest spy novel I've been reading. Oh yeah, and to tell my other roommate to start improving his hygene...
I'm tired, but I feel good. I don't have to live in a disgusting apartment. The other guy set the rules... we have the right to criticize infringements on our personal space. And leaving the bathroom and the kitchen disgusting definitely infringes on my space. I haven't even thought about cooking in that place yet, and you know how I love to cook. This isn't going to work, and since I am the only one working, I figure I have a little clout.
That's all I have to say tonight. Sorry about the missing picture, maybe I will post one next time of a beautiful sailboat that I could never in my life have. Or maybe it will be a picture of a clean apartment, or a beautiful sunset that I can have almost anytime I want it.
Life is good, stay tuned...
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