My place has been upgraded this year from ****hole to shameful.
Sad thing is it is all because of my roomate. Over the summer when I lived alone and he moved back home my place was what I would consider respectable. Not spotless by any means but the place was regularly cleaned and there were never stuff all over the floor. Basically the kind of place where you are not ashamed to have guests over. I regularly threw out my trash and picked up my mess right away so it never piled up.
Now that he is back it is pretty shameful. My room is ok. What I would call an organized mess. I have some books and school stuff in one corner, my shoes and jackets in another corner, and not much else of a mess really. All my clothes are in the dresser and extra books and video games are in boxes in the closet.
His room is god awful. Clothes, books, papers, trash, and occasional dirty dishes on the floor. When you walk in there you literally have to climb around.
Now in the kitchen and living room it is pretty bad. The kitchen table is covered with dirty dishes and trash. None of it mine. Still an improvement from last year when in addition to the kitchen table the stove and counter tops were covered in dirty dishes and trash.
The living room has a few of his anime DVDs on the floor, some trash, an occasional dirty piece of silverware, and the box and packaging and his ab excersize machine that he never uses leaning up against the wall. Still a vast improvement from last year when you could hardly walk in there.
Basically he is cleaner this year than last year but still has a long way to go. Last year I would refuse to have any guests over it was too embarassing. Now I can have guests over I just have to apologize that my room mate is so messy.