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The room mate is GONE! He left this morning... escorted by the police.

Now, as I've ranted about, he's creepy. He talks (rather, yells down the stairs) to me like I'm an animal. Very scary. But, he's never actually been violent or threatened us*, and he was moving out at the end of the month anyway. I wasn't sure we had enough reason to kick him out early, or if we were being reasonable..

We spoke to the cops about it anyway, though. They considered it damn serious, and came over right away. Within 5 minutes he was gone, and is only allowed back once to get his things, escorted. If we see him hanging around here, we're supposed to call 911. Whoa, I certainly didn't think the situation was that bad... in fact I'm starting to think they know something about him that we don't.

He's gone though, Wooo!

Kinda worries me though... he's a nut case, who's to say he won't try something? I've never been afraid to be out at night before (in busy-ish areas, anyway). Greeeaaat.

*As amusing as it is that it looks like I'm refering to myself in the third person.... by 'us' and 'we' I mean my mother and I.