My flatmate is forever moaning about my hygiene levels and how I’m too messy and don’t clean everything enough. Last night she was bored and asked me for some inspiration. I gave her my Keri Smith ‘wreck this journal’ that i was given, she told me she couldn’t possibly be so messy in one book, i told her i couldn’t possibly contain my mess in one book. I was pleased to find this outside my door this morning, I imagine she went a bit crazy in the early hours of the morning and went on to complete the tasks. I think mess can be a lovely thing, in Bruce Mau’s ‘An incomplete manifesto for growth’ number 25: Don’t clean your desk. (you might find something in the morning that you couldn’t see the night before) I simply apply this brilliant philosophy to all aspects of life. Anyway i’d just like to congratulate Stephanie (the clean flatmate) for letting go, i know it must have been hard for you.