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have spoken with him about keeping the room clean for company more than once. the way i used to do it was to clean the room, neatly stacking all his things off to one side near his desk. that way, nothing was broken or misplaced if we had company over. and every time i clean, he's like "thanks for cleaning man. i knew you had company coming over but [insert lame excuse and/or blatant falsehood here]." i then state "well, I really like to keep our room clean, especially because we keep having people over." he replies almost verbatim every single time "yeah, me too. i'll help out keeping it clean" ... this has happened almost a dozen times in two months. same conversation with few semmantical variations. i clearly state i want our room clean due to the amount of people we have over, he agrees, and then trashes the place within hour(s).

about a month and a half ago i was waking up in the morning and heard him talking to his old roommate in our room about how the room was never clean like it was last year, then proceeds to say that i never help out. what. the. fuck. i'm the only one that picks up after myself in this room, and it's my fault? guess it is, since i don't treat him like a five year old and pick up his mess for him.

last night, he had some corn-pone white trash friend of his from back home come by. i've met her before, as she's stayed with us previously, and i've made it abundantly clear that i do not like her and she is not welcome in our room. come back to the room from downstairs, and guess who's over? on top of that, i get stuck listening to 3 hours of backwoods small town gossip about events from 5-8 years ago. but the richest part is the fact that he apologized for "our" mess and the fact that "our" stuff was spread out over the room. mind you i have every single one of my possessions with the exception of my couch in a 25 sq ft area (roughly 2 and a half square meters). you walk through the door and trip on his dirty laundry. you go to the sink and trip on his clean laundry. you trip on his shoes any time you take more than two steps in any direction. you see the empty pizza boxes from his 1am binge eating (though he's "on a diet' to "lose weight"). but it's "our" mess because "our" things are everywhere. i almost lost it right thern and there, damn near threw her out of the room and filed trespassing charges (as she's been told straight-up she is not welcome in our room). but i calmed down, bit my tongue and left the room for a couple of hours.

it's at the point i'm about to file a grievance with our hall director. and as far as moving out of the room, it's one of the larger rooms in the dorm as it's on the end where the hall director's apartment is (quite a bit larger, close to 15% overall), and he's moving out in May, which means I'm guaranteed this room next year, and have selected my roommate already (guy from upstairs that is far more effective and keeping "spreading" in check).

If the mess persists past tomorrow, I'm going with the pile-and-sign approach. Just gonna take his crap, pile it up with a "kindly clean up after yourself, or things strewn about will be thrown away or turned into lost and found"

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