Damn, I fell asleep for four hours, woke up at 8:30, and now i don't know what to do. So much for sleep schedules.
So I officially have 2.5 weeks left in this house, and they can't go by fast enough. I love Kristin to pieces, but when some complete stranger decides to invade your home WHILE YOU ARE THERE, then I've just had enough. Yeah, that's right, I got robbed. This must have been one dumb motherfucker because what kind of idiot decides to rob a house with three cars in the driveway and all of the lights on? The creep climbed in through my bathroom window while Trey and I were asleep, and I guess he was checking all of the bedrooms, and he opens door number three and there I was. I immediately woke up, jumped out of bed, started screaming like one of the girls from a Freddy Kruger movie, and started CHASING this motherfucker through my house, with Trey following behind. The bastard was probably just as scared as I was. Anyway, he ran out the back door which was OPEN and had definately NOT been open before. After Trey and I started breathing again, we called the cops, who to their credit were very polite, but almost entirely unhelpful. We ended up at Josh's for a little bit, just to calm down and get out of the house. Since I was still jumping at every sound, Josh decided that the best solution was to pour a couple of shots down my throat, which calmed me down a bit. Anyway, to wrap up this story, my purse is gone which means I get to deal with all sorts of fun shit like identity theft. Luckily it was a couple of days before payday so I was absolutely broke. Since then, Kristin's boyfriend Nick, who is a cop, has been spending the night which is fine with me. I just wish he had decided to spend that particular night.
Oh, did I mention the creepiest part? He came back. The next day when I was at class, Trey looked out the window, and this asshole was sitting in his van looking at the house. As soon as Trey saw him, he sped off.
Now I sleep with a can of mace and a baseball bat, and I spend my days packing shit. I have a lot of shit, and I am trying very hard to throw a lot of it away. I filled up three trashcans and then some from the garage. I decided that I do not need my high school physics notes after all.
That is quite enough for now.