January 26, 2003

N.'s room = National Disaster Area, Fedral Funding Needed

N. found my Final Draft CD, in his room, near the desk, on the floor (right where he said it wasn't). He cleaned his room last weekend, but in only one week, it is once again absurdly messy.

This solves 98% of my screenwriting problems. ...but I'll still need to re-install Microsoft Word.

Posted by erin at January 26, 2003 10:17 PM

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January 27, 2003 02:03 AM, Agnieszka said:

I bet my room is worse.

January 27, 2003 09:42 AM, N. said:

Harumpf! N. found N's Final Draft CD, to which he is, out of the kindness of his gracious heart, allowing his wicked and ungrateful girlfriend full and unrestricted access.

Federal funds indeed!

January 27, 2003 11:07 AM, ET said:

Hah! I have an entire apartment that's 3/4 moved into with open boxes everywhere, limiting floorspace to narrow paths just wide enough to allow movement from one area to another, hair and dustmice aplenty, every horizontal surface drowning in paper and other assorted crap and...hmmmm, I'm not sure I win. Dammit.

January 27, 2003 11:48 AM, thecomicman said:

my place is kinda like ET's, only the paths seem wider and i think i'm a little more moved in than she is. i have not seen N.'s room, but i will pull a Rick and comment on it anyway: good Lord that room is messy! i think i saw a tribe of sentient dust bunnies under his bed. at least, i think it was a bed, but i'm not really sure, because it was covered with all these pizza boxes with month-cheese. come to think of it, that may not have been a bed at all, that may have been just a pile of old pizza boxes that the tribe of sentient dust bunnies prays to. a veritable Month-Old Cheese Shrine, if you will.

January 27, 2003 12:46 PM, Phil said:

My room is also messy. And dusty. Especially my vacuum cleaner. I'm not sure if that's irony.

January 27, 2003 02:21 PM, Maggie said:

I'm living in temp housing and the maid just came on Friday and cleaned it (even scrubbing the oven from the giant amounts of orange splotches resulting from my chili cookin'). All my stuff is in storage, I don't even have anough stuff to make a mess with. God, I miss NY.

January 27, 2003 02:21 PM, thecomicman said:

fits my definition of irony.

January 27, 2003 02:43 PM, ET said:

[sniff] My underwear is never on the floor to traumatize the innocent (admittedly also nonexistent) visitors to my home. I'm looking at you, comicman.

January 27, 2003 03:30 PM, thecomicman said:

well, if you stopped coming into my Sanctum Sanctorum (read: my bedroom), you wouldn't have that problem. there are three and half rooms for hanging out and you keep going into my bedroom to look at my underwear. i believe that to be a strange quirk on your part, Miss T.

January 27, 2003 03:33 PM, Erin said:

N doesn't even own that much stuff. His entire wardrobe needs to be thinly spread out accross the floor for a proper mess - which it regularly is.

My room isn't exactly clean either, but I am amazed at the speed at which N's room deteriorated after only one week from being cleaned.

Is it a more impressive mess if you have less stuff, but manage to have a ridiculously messy room?

January 27, 2003 03:55 PM, Maggie said:

I don't think that's the case. I think how impressive the mess is definitely is directly proportionate to the amount of stuff you have. For example:

Noah has not that much stuff but his room is very messy.

Hal has lots of stuff and his room is very messy too.

I think how impressive the mess is really depends on how easy it is to clean up. IF you have not that much stuff, to put everything in order won't take as long as when you have so much stuff there's no room to put anything away becasue the places where you'd put stuff away are already filled out by different messes. Hal's bedroom is the most impressive mess I've seen to date.

January 27, 2003 04:00 PM, ET said:

I seem to recall that the bed, computers and other furniture in the Sanctum Sanctorum belong to Sam. Perhaps that accounts for the need to mark "your" territory with tighty whities? Anyway, everyone knows I go back there to surf. Unlike some people we know, I don't have a used underwear fetish.

January 27, 2003 04:07 PM, Maggie said:

ET surfing white used panties?

January 27, 2003 04:09 PM, thecomicman said:

not everything in there is her's....

i have an alarm clock...

damn, now i'm embarrassed.

January 27, 2003 04:47 PM, N. said:

Gah! Quit raggin' on my room! I like the mess! It makes me happy to come home to a messy room! Cleanliness is for wimps! Better Homes and Gardens is for suckers! I want my home to look lived in, not like some hoity-toity real estate agent is about to show it off to her nouveaux riche clientele who will cluck their tongues and wag their heads and say, 'oh yes, but wherever shall we put the baby?' before sighing and telling the broker they'll 'think about it,' while secretly crossing it off the bottom of their elegantly penned Neighborhoods possibly gentrifying(?) list; a list - I should add - that has eight other similar locations, already crossed off. Then later, enjoying an apertif with their newlywed friends they'll reminisce, 'well, all that aside, it certainly was clean, wasn't it?'

No, no, no, no, no, no!

I live there! That's my stuff! The mess is an assertion of my existence! If you don't like it, don't open the door!

Bah - you can't anyway. It's locked!

Suckers!

January 27, 2003 04:50 PM, Maggie said:

I like clean living spaces. Organized things make me happy. Like white space, really. A clean space can easily be a lived-in space as well. But to each his own. Have fun in your locked room! :)

P.S. I have seen N.'s room once and it wasn't tragic or anything. Perchance 'Rin's exagarrating?

January 27, 2003 05:45 PM, Erin said:

N's room isn't always particularily bad, but sometimes it gets quite bad.

If his mattress was on the floor, I'm sure stuff would begin to encroach on sleeping space, not unlike in Hal's room.

I don't mind that a place looks lived in, I actually prefer that, because that's how I grew up. But I find it rather alarming when I go to set a cup down and find that my cup from last week is still there. Or I go to use the computer only to find the printer upside down under the desk directly in the path of the chair. Or I can't walk across the room because of sharp things on the floor, hidden among clothes.

I understand cluttered places - I, too, know which pile everything is in - but covered places?!

February 19, 2003 12:58 PM, Darkling said:

Ha! The secret of N's mess is that it's easier to hide things if it's messy. You can also put more stuff in there than it looks like you can, because of some kind of time-and-relative-dimensions-in-space thing he's got going on there. Probably a bunch of his junk belongs to me (tapes anyway), but it's safer to leave them at his place. Then, when I need them back, I just have to ask and he can consult the relevant demons to find them again. It's all a very good system.


My gf has kind of the same system, only when you lose something, it's really gone. Put something on the floor, and you may as well have flushed it down the toilet. The school library has actually annexed her room, because so many of their books are lying there, unreturned and forgotten, under the messes of clothing and papers and carcasses.

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