Un-Fuck the Police

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March 2012

29 posts

Unfucking Tips for Book Lovers

Loving books is awesome and amazing, but sometimes it can be hard too: especially when you live in a small space with not much storage, yet you continue to hoard. It can’t be helped. As a very wise man once said, “Gotta catch ‘em all”. But there are solutions! Weird, clever, resourceful solutions! So I’m here as a book lover to offer you some wisdom when you just...

I’ve been neglecting this blog a bit, which means, by default, neglecting unfucking. I need someone to give me a kick in the ass. That person is ME. FOURTY-FIVE MINUTES, GO

Today's unfucking!

unfuckthepolice: I’ll reblog this with things crossed off when I get a chunk of them done. Convert half of art supply space into personal pantry (so my brother doesn’t eat all of my shit) Unclutter my interior design notebook Sew the hemline of my genie shirt (Ugh getting the sewing machine out ugh) Fill out two job applications Go to a reception at a gallery that’s showing some of my...

Today's unfucking!

I’ll reblog this with things crossed off when I get a chunk of them done. Convert half of art supply space into personal pantry (so my brother doesn’t eat all of my shit) Unclutter my interior design notebook Sew the hemline of my genie shirt (Ugh getting the sewing machine out ugh) Fill out two job applications Go to a reception at a gallery that’s showing some of my...

No No nope nope nope no Oh god noooo how could I have let this happen MUST UNFUCK

Tonights 20/10's!

Tidy up the bedroom Unfuck tomorrow morning Job apps Homework Writing Writing And more writing

Adventures in the Chemical Cabinet

(Otherwise known as dump all the things down the sink and hope one of them cleans it) So, although UFYH swears by both a) a combination of vinegar and baking soda, and b) Magic erasers, I have a distinction to make. It’s not really a qualm, exactly, because I love both things and have had much success using them. Until The Sink. This orange-brown stain has been there mocking me for...

Remember this room? The guest room? I did a before and after earlier this week, and in the after the room was basically empty. Now….. drum roll please? -BATATATATATATATATA- HOT DAMN. We can actually have…. dare I say it…. guests?!

My parents bought a futon for the guest room! SUCCESS! Sometimes this all feels like a huge complicated plot to convert my entire family to unfucking. I’d be lying if I said my fingers don’t itch when I walk past my mom’s closet. It needs to be cleaned like nobody’s business. But anyway, my mom and dad went out last night and bought a futon so that our guest room can...

The battle for the guest room

There are several problems with me becoming addicted to Unfuckyourhabitat. I have to spend most of the day in school I’m a teenager, which means only a few spaces in the house are actually mine to clean. Because of the above, after a couple days of work EVERYTHING is unfucked and I don’t know what to do with myself. So, I immediately sought out a new project and jumped on it:...

Today, school starts at noon for me. I have always maintained that if school started at a reasonable hour like noon every day (instead of fucking 8:00) every single student would be a large percent more cheerful, productive, and good looking. Anyway, since I woke up and rolled out of bed at nine, I thought I’d relay my morning schedule for this lovely day with extra prep time. Make my...

Unfuck tomorrow morning!

unfuckyourhabitat: Wash the dishes in your sink Get your outfit for tomorrow together, including accessories Set up coffee/tea/breakfast Make your lunch Put your keys somewhere obvious Wash your face and brush your teeth Charge your electronics Pour a little cleaner in the toilet bowl (if you don’t have pets or children or sleepwalking adults) Set your alarm Go to bed at a reasonable...

Bought this magazine today. Augh look at it. Lookatitlookatitlookatit it’s beautiful. I’ve already organized allthethings and yet reading this makes me want to re-organize allthethings. My possessions just want to remain somewhere long enough to gather a thin layer of dust, poor things.

The Great Closet Organization System

Say that ten times fast. So my closet, like everyones, needed some serious unfucking before this whole thing started. By now it’s not only clean, but thoroughly organized. Now I just have to commit to keeping it that way. Originally, my closet had a giant ugly dresser in it and just piles of stuff everywhere else. The first thing I did was down-and-dirty hardware, which was removing the...

Sexy First Post

Wow, it feels really strange to use correct spelling, grammar, and punctuation in a tumblr text post. But this is a REAL and SERIOUS blog, so here we go. First off, if you’re not following Unfuckyourhabitat, this blog will make very little sense to you. Go follow. If you’re too lazy, I will explain it in very short terms for you. Unfucking is a term that means, loosely, cleaning;...