One of the best forms of procrastination is cleaning. It's productive and useful, so you don't feel as guilty. Plus, if you're crazy like me, organizing is kind of soothing. Anyway, I got going on a cleaning rampage this evening. It started with vacuuming my room, and then it continued on down the hall to the storage room.

If you have never entered the ML storage room (or any dorm storage room), consider yourself lucky. It's a scary place. Smashed boxes spilling their contents across the floor, broken lamps, shattered mirrors, moldy fridges... I enlisted Adam (he was nearby, always a mistake when I'm going cleaning crazy) and attacked.

It's still not fantastic - there is plenty more work to be done, including writing down people's names and telling them to get their belongings out of there (seriously, if you've graduated, haven't lived in the dorm in 2 years, transfered schools, etc. your stuff should not be there) - but you can walk from one door to the other. And you can even do it without stepping on broken glass, which is quite amazing.