Damn, dirty British!

It sometimes makes me nervous when I hear or see myself doing something that once upon a time my parents would do and I would go "Oh god, quit being such a parent!" The brits seems nice enough. I mean, they aren't mean or especially aloof. But they are damn messy. For the second night in a row, we had to wait till around 8 to eat dinner. Two of the girls set out the plates for our dinner a bit early, and the british used some of them--which was rather annoying. They also left dirty dishes behind after their meal. This afternoon I walked into the kitchen and there was half a dead fish on one counter, a bowl of ground beef--uncovered--sitting on the other, crumbs everywhere, and dirty plates in the sink. Really, I've just about had it.

See, the problem is, our group had finally gotten cleaning down to a system. After each meal, at least two people are officially in charge of getting the kitchen cleaned up. For snacks and such, if people dirty a plate, they rinse it off and stick it in the dish washer (I also need to mention that the british don't pre-rinse their dishes before putting them in the dishwasher, which is a pretty bad move when you've got chili and noodles glued on to them). The problem is the british group has no system for cleaning up; there's no way to get them to do it, especially when we're forced to do it after our late dinner. I don't mind cleaning dishes and the kitchen. I like a clean kitchen. But it pisses me off that these people just leave it for someone else to do. Like when they used our place settings at the table: we aren't your kitchen staff. There are big signs all over the kitchen that say: Do not leave food items out, we have a bug problem. . . and yet they continually leave stuff out and don't even bother to wipe down the counters. Sure, I could clean it, but then I'd ALWAYS be the one cleaning it. And it pisses me off that my choices are to either become their maids or deal with a really gross kitchen. Ok, I think I'm done venting for now.

Today I got to meet a pretty white cockatoo which liked to jump up and down in its cage alot. Made me wish I had a birdie!

To think more positively, and for my own benefit according to my horoscope for leos for the week, I'm going to think of a perfect day.