19.7 & 31.7.10

This was immediately in front of the door when I came in. I had to kick it off to the side.

Ah, yes. Home, sweet home.

More items which were in the walkway before being kicked aside.

Yeah, not very many dinner parties happening here.

That concludes the 19.7.10 collection. On to the 31.7.10 series...

Ah, that drasted punching bag disappeared...but still.

Lord only knows what may have taken up residence in that.

The designers were going for a bit of a pre-post-apocalyptic feel. Take note of the ease with which one can access water from the tap! Ha ha ha!

Mr. Don't-Let-the-Trash-Overflow doing the precise opposite of his demands.

Living conditions were suitable for this charming creature to move in. On its third appearance in as many days in the early a.m. hours, it received a substantial whack with a broom but scurried off...didn't have far to go to find a place to hide, as the previous photographs demonstrate. It's unclear as to whether or not that blow was fatal, but it's worth mentioning that it hasn't been seen since.

With not another solitary square inch of room to trash out, Party Boy took to flinging his overflow directly outside of my door. Cheers for that.

The view down the hall into Party Boy's room. Those clothes showed up outside of his door on 31 July and were not removed until 4 August. Yep, he tromped on through/over them for that length of time. Unbelievable.

A view inside Party Boy's den of disaster, disease, and...um, dreadfulness.

So, that concludes the tour, and the journey...hopefully. New flatmates in two weeks' time. We'll see how things pan out. Photographs of the lovely, lovely cleanliness to follow in the coming days. The difference, as I'm sure you can imagine, is like night and day.

20.5.10

Found this above the rubbish bin this morning and had a solid burst of laughter which lasted several minutes. Oh, he's one to be harping on matters such as these!

S

Someone came along and made a wee edit...

22.4.10

That piece of a pancake has been sitting on that plate, in that precise position, for two weeks.

20.2.10

Yes, everything seems to be in order...



Wha- HUH!? Who... No, no, enjoy the moment for it is surely fleeting!



Ah, good to know that the paper towel is still around...

17.2.10

The view from the hallway. Note the obstructed pathway, and the mini-fridge (new to the apartment, and no doubt will soon be containing untold amounts of alcohol) sitting on one of the dining room chairs. Very nice touch.


Not a whole lot has changed...


Oooh, spoke too soon. The pathway around the coffee table is now obstructed by one of the Pigs' backpack and other assorted trash. By the way, that orange bowl resting on the arm of the couch contains what remained after one of the Pigs devoured a bag of popcorn.


More popcorn and Ramen noodle pieces on the floor and some extra bits of rubbish on the countertop.


Yes, that's the same paper towel that was halfway under the stove on Monday morning.


Here's a nice photo showing the great lengths at which one must travel to dispose of things properly in the rubbish bin. That's quite a trip, and I can't blame them at all for just dropping it on the counter or the floor.

15.2.10