school has begun, as evidenced by this post
I'm not as much of a slob as I thought I was.
I own a lot of stuff, no doubt. And not everything is always put away. But the reason my things sometimes - often remain scattered about for so long is because I'm waiting to put them away properly. It is so, so important to me that things go in their correct places. I plan my spaces out with a fair amount of effort and when people fuck it up, boy do I get pissed off.
I sometimes (or often) demand that people keep their filthy ass selves out of my room or bed. Now I just plan and make my bed anticipating dirty ass people.
Currently, my bed has less padding layers than usual. Just a standard mattress pad/cover, and sheets. The full sized bed is quite firm, though, so all is well. There is my prized down comforter (not the first one, but the third one, ha) folded up carefully at the foot, and on top of it in various positions are three blankets.
Please note that the comforter is carefully wrapped in the flat sheet so as to protect it from general soiling as well as from rubbing against the wall which was not painted since the last tenant.
The places on the bed where Ben sleeps and sits, and where people who insist on entering my room sit are all covered in 2 - 5 layers of bedding (on top of the down comforter). I believe that the way everything is folded and placed is not easily shifted and unrooted.
When people touch, and move my belongings within spaces designated as mine, I get edgy, and I put them back first chance I get.
I do not like boys bringing their shoes into my space.
I do not like boys potentially dropping crumbs of anything into or onto any of my belongings.
I do not like boys trailing anything around into my spaces.
I do not like boys.
I have been in very few boy bathrooms that do not smell like urine.
I don't mean that all boys are bad, and that all girls are good. Girls, at least my girls, are just so much more careful with themselves. But I like very few girls. And I still hang out with boys. So I will deal, of course.
If I got more girls or boys, I would basically have to deal with more people in general. And I guess that would be a pretty big problem considering my sweeping hatred of the world.
My point is, when you come into my spaces, make sure your feet and ass are clean. You can plop on the bed unless you're filthy, but for the love of everything that is good, don't touch anything!!! And leave your food outside.
Also, please walk softly. I hate that thumping people make when they walk. Boys do it much more than girls do. I fucking hate that. That's why I like living on the top floor. There is, really, no reason most people can't walk softly. Seriously. Just pay a little attention to it sometime(s).
I own a lot of stuff, no doubt. And not everything is always put away. But the reason my things sometimes - often remain scattered about for so long is because I'm waiting to put them away properly. It is so, so important to me that things go in their correct places. I plan my spaces out with a fair amount of effort and when people fuck it up, boy do I get pissed off.
I sometimes (or often) demand that people keep their filthy ass selves out of my room or bed. Now I just plan and make my bed anticipating dirty ass people.
Currently, my bed has less padding layers than usual. Just a standard mattress pad/cover, and sheets. The full sized bed is quite firm, though, so all is well. There is my prized down comforter (not the first one, but the third one, ha) folded up carefully at the foot, and on top of it in various positions are three blankets.
Please note that the comforter is carefully wrapped in the flat sheet so as to protect it from general soiling as well as from rubbing against the wall which was not painted since the last tenant.
The places on the bed where Ben sleeps and sits, and where people who insist on entering my room sit are all covered in 2 - 5 layers of bedding (on top of the down comforter). I believe that the way everything is folded and placed is not easily shifted and unrooted.
When people touch, and move my belongings within spaces designated as mine, I get edgy, and I put them back first chance I get.
I do not like boys bringing their shoes into my space.
I do not like boys potentially dropping crumbs of anything into or onto any of my belongings.
I do not like boys trailing anything around into my spaces.
I do not like boys.
I have been in very few boy bathrooms that do not smell like urine.
I don't mean that all boys are bad, and that all girls are good. Girls, at least my girls, are just so much more careful with themselves. But I like very few girls. And I still hang out with boys. So I will deal, of course.
If I got more girls or boys, I would basically have to deal with more people in general. And I guess that would be a pretty big problem considering my sweeping hatred of the world.
My point is, when you come into my spaces, make sure your feet and ass are clean. You can plop on the bed unless you're filthy, but for the love of everything that is good, don't touch anything!!! And leave your food outside.
Also, please walk softly. I hate that thumping people make when they walk. Boys do it much more than girls do. I fucking hate that. That's why I like living on the top floor. There is, really, no reason most people can't walk softly. Seriously. Just pay a little attention to it sometime(s).