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Ding Dong the Roommates are Gone!

Well, they're gone!

I didn't have to call johnny po-po or anything!

They only took a few minor things here and there, like some art supplies I had and an alarm clock. They didn't take anything expensive or that I would miss dearly.

They did drill a hole in my wall for some reason. It's about a half inch in diameter; I don't know what that was about.

Upon reflection, another that really puzzles me is why so many things in my house broke while they were here. Like, the lightbulb in the freezer went out. My garage door is acting up. The A/C is acting a little strangely.

So, anyway, I got off pretty easy for having lived with crystal meth freaks for over a month.

Go me! WOO!

Ok. Who wants to be my roommate now?