So many things have happened since last week, it's hard for me to even begin to describe it.

First off: I've discovered Will isn't a creep. He's just a nerd. A tiny, scrawny, clueless little nerd. But, he's nice.

Coming back to the apartment after getting things situated with the authorities and the landlord was a headache. My room was freezing, and I couldn't find a place to crash for the night. Since my window had been busted in by whoever decided to rummage through my place, I had to wait until things were fixed before moving back in.

And, since I've decided to take up residence in El Cheapo de la apartement, that's gonna be a while. I'm seriously considering setting this place on fire. ...come ON. HOW LONG DOES IT TAKE TO GET A REPAIRMAN HERE????

So, who should come running down to the lobby to rescue me but Will and his stupid cheesy grin? -_-'

Okay, he's a good guy, but he really needs to learn to how interact with people on a bit more...uncreepy level.

(And for those of you wondering, I slept on the COUCH, thank you very much. Any chance of the alternative happening anytime soon went out the window when I walked into his bathroom and found a super-sized Vegeta action figure next to the towels.)

A lot of you asked me to check over my apartment again, and I have. I'm serious...there wasn't a SINGLE thing stolen. I called my bank, and there havent been any identity theft red flags. For all I know, it could have just been a demon dog that managed to throw itself inside my place and tear things in two. 

Ugh...who knows? I just want to get back to my room. Will's place smells like too much cologne, and I'm getting tired of taking refuge in coffee shops.

Speaking of which, I have an interview next week for a job as a cashier. It's not ideal, but it's better than nothing in this place.

I wish the snow would go away...

...I'm cold and tired. Later.