A photojournal of a clean freak's struggle to stay sane and healthy in spite of his flatmates' disgusting habits. This is Living With Pigs.

Wednesday, February 17, 2010

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.

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