It’s funny, because i hate dirt and mess. Hate it. It skeeves me out. However, for that exact fact i don’t like to clean. While i might be messy, i’m really not especially dirty, so i don’t see it as my job to clean dishes that have sat in the sink for two or three weeks while i was away from the apartment. However, some of those dishes were mine from the day i was lying on the floor with a 103 degree fever, so i washed them, and every dish i’ve used since then. Despite this, there are still dishes in my sink. Don’t ask me why, because i’d be forced to tell you.