Have I mentioned I live in filth?

Every surface I own is covered in cat hair, ferret hair, my hair, purple fuzz (why is fuzz always purple? I don't own anything purple that could shed), crumbs, fingernail clippings, junk mail, clothing, feathers, receipts, tissue shreds, newspaper bits, and probably fleas.

It also smells like ass in here.

I have 45 minutes before I have to get ready for work. Everyone hold hands and send Martha Stewart vibes my way.