All New Lifestyles of the Mentally Ill

Recent photos of the Space Cadets' room. This is just a few weeks worth of trash since Ms. Dumbass made him clean it. As you can see, the bottles of urine now outnumber the beer cans, pretty scary.

Bob keeps several layers of towels on his chair now. I think because he pisses himself in the chair.

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Here's some more recent pics of my roommates' room. If you want to see the previous, much more disgusting pics of the room, go back a month or so in the archives.

You can see there is an improvment since the last photos. This is only because he returned a lot of the cans at one point as he needed money for more beer. We have a 5 cent deposit law on beverage containers in CT.

All the cans on the floor are half full. He tips them over every time he stumbles in or out of his chair. The floor is all wet around the chair. The stench is overwhelming. Bob doesn't seem to have any sense of smell anymore or he's built up immunity to it.

I believe the yellowish liquid in the bottles is urine. Why anyone saves urine is a mystery to me. There are piles of food covered with mold under the trash. The mold is over an inch tall.

Below is Mr. Spacely's bed. It's a worn out piece of foam on the floor. Hope it's not flammable? His sister gave him an inflatable bed last summer but that only lasted about a week. It's now crumpled up against the wall there.

Bob HQ Photo- viewer discretion advised

Bob sits in the chair there amid the filth all night drinking and staring at the computer. You may be able to see the bottles of urine he saves there in the photo, bizzare. I think he is urinating right on the floor from his chair when he's really bombed. The floor is all wet, everything around the chair is stuck to the floor. I have to sleep in the room right next to this, there's only 10 feet and one thin wall between my bed and this sick a-hole.