my friend used to say "if guy cares more about mess in my bedroom then me, then he's not somebody whom i wanna have in my bedroom".

I never got the cleaning thing. As long nothing crawls out, it's fine with me. Mom has sometimes cleaning fits which end up in passports being hidden carefully in book "Zionism and Politics in Israel" and driver's licences end up among in eye-shadow boxes...

as long as I can orient in my mess, it's all fine. I find trying to organize a waste of time since some stuff is just... where to place it? Yes, among other random **** in random cupboard.