no more living in pigstyland

I had a motto during my gap year -- "Never let the apartment get dirty". 

I deep-cleaned the entire thing myself, twice a week, except for my brother's room and bathroom. And thus, with the exception of those two rooms, the apartment was consistently spotless. 

I also didn't do super well on the GRE and made little progress on my personal projects during that year. A huge part of it was just enjoying my first taste of freedom from constant homework since the age of like...I don't know, 9? But another part of it was that I spent so much time cleaning that I didn't get any personal work done. 

(And to think some part of me still wants to go back and get that engineering degree eventually. Well, I am going to put that off for quite a few years and just self-study.) 

Now I clean sporadically and the apartment turns to crap almost as soon as I do. 

I'm going to achieve something similar to what I had back in 2019. I will make this place nice. It may not be as immaculate as it was in 2019, but I will make it clean. I will make it feel like home. Even if I have to study and work on projects a bit less than I'd like, it will happen. And I will still make great progress on my projects and school. I need to publish my books and make my art. And I will. 

(And I am a dingus and accidentally bought a regular SD card for my Flipper Zero instead of a micro one and opened it before realizing it was too big)

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