Our kitchen sucks. Not in the way that most kitchens do, usually lacking the appliances or have a broken cabinet sort of suck, but as in there are three other individuals who do not respect a clean kitchen and have no problem living in filth. I can't stand a mess in the place I cook. In the kitchen here, there are dirty dishes everywhere, crap on the counters, half open boxes, and this is all just the start of it!
To make it worse, they don't want to clean it.
If you remember from before, the previous squatters haven't totally moved out yet, and they don't want to clean until he has moved his stuff out. Personally, I think this is totally fucked up beyond all belief. I have no problem with cleaning the stupid thing, it is the fact that the others don't seem to really care. I can't cook in something like that; I like to cook, and this kitchen isn't helping.
I have consolidated all my shit into the hole under my bed, and I think that is probably going to be where I will be living for the next 8 months. Sound like a depressing existence? I will tell you something, it is. I wish I knew it would get better, but for the first time so far, I have a deep feeling inside that this is honestly not going to work. As a result of this feeling, I am not sure how I should act, or even if I should act at all. I mean, it can't be that bad, right? I have a week before school starts, and it's not like I need to eat. (For those counting, shame on you, and for those concerned don't be. 2 days isn't long at all.) I figure if I work on Anime Club posters tonight, and get the two ASAP buttons ready tonight as well, I can spend tomorrow doing a little bit of work, skip lunch and get the kitchen cleaned up. After that, an Anime Club meeting, and ICC meeting at some point, a half dozen other smaller projects I really am trying not to think about right now since they don't need attention until like Thursday or so.
... this is not supposed to be this hard.
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