Last night, I sorta cleaned out the main room of my apartment so that Brad could come over and watch TV. The room is now clean, sorta. I mean, it's still technically horrible and still technically messy, but there were places to sit after I was done with my "cleaning." And you could walk a couple feet, I think, without stepping on something - other than shoes, which cultivate in my living room for some reason.
I need more people to come over. The only time the apartment remains clean is if I have regular guests, thus allowing myself to avoid my overt, hermit tendencies.
Of course, I can't figure out how to get a steady stream of regular guests.
Maybe I should host a TV night.
Ack, Blogger glitch won't allow me to post again. This sucks.
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