Today I found out that tomororw my landlord + 3 dudes will be coming into my apartment to install things. That's fine, right? WRONG. My apartment is a disaster zone of popsicle wrappers, piles of clothes, boxes overflowing with junk, dirty dishes and SO MUCH MORE. In other words, I'm a total pig (and my landlord is a total neat freak).

I've lived in the same apartment for two years and it is a constant state of disarray and disgustingness. But I have lots of art on the walls! It's really too bad my landlord lives on site and is, let's face it, totally crazy.

She's called me leaving 3+ minutes worth of voicemail telling me all about how I'm "burning out of the parking lot" even though the mph posted is 10 and I've never once gone over that. She also disagrees with all holidays! Especially Halloween for it's paganism. Somehow I doubt she appreciated the skull I carved into my pumpkin this year.

What's your apartment like? And your landlord? Orrrr tell me stories about apartment-living!