when you realise you simply have to clean up your room. Pretty demoralising?

There's food/plates piled up on windowsill. My sofa is covered by paper, folders and books. My bed's not made. I can't spin my chair - something I REALLY enjoy doing as well - because I'll hit my sizeable computer which is out of its designated space in my desk. I've also forgotten the colour of my carpet for all the clothes covering it.

Now my cat's just walked in and turned around again. He rolls around on dead mice for a living.

Clean up before or after watching first episode of Sopranos boxset?