and my apartment is still messy. I live with three other flatmates; we have four bedrooms, two bathrooms, and a kitchen/living room. For some reason or another, the other three have a difficult time keeping the kitchen and living room clean. It's not that they clean it and it gets messy right away again; that, i think i could stand. More so, it's the mess that seems to be a permanent part of the kitchen features. Like any good kitchen, we have an ironing board and iron constantly at your disposal for the hundreds of business shirts and cute little skirts that must be worn every day (altho I do think I've only seen the iron actually used twice . . . ).
We also have resident cookies that must be glued to the floor. I can't think of any other reason they would still be there after my week gone. Either that, or their migration from the counter to the floor wore them out, and they are waiting for convenient prey items to come by and restore their energy before they get to the garbage can. Perhaps the cookies are just in extended torpor.
Other annoying things about the apartment: the fleece scraps, random sewing needles (painfully sharp!) scattered around, the unusable kitchen counters (how hard is it to understand the concept of sponging off the counter on even a weekly basis?), and the sticky kitchen floor. Really . . . .
In other news, I'm at my boyfriend's apartment -- it's messy, but at least it's not gross. He's listening to someone's acoustic cover of "Baby hit me one more time" :-) It actually took me a minute to figure out what song it is, which I take to be a heartening sign.
Oh, and about Austin. I spent a four days there at the SETAC annual conference. My professors, research buddies, and I presented a poster on the effects of DDT and mercury on endocrine disruption in Columbia River White Sturgeon. I had a good time, but more about that later.
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