Tuesday, January 04, 2005

I think that my roommate is finally gone.

He had said he was leaving on New Year's Eve, yet he's continued to be here. His suitcase has remained packed, but consistently open. At one point his laptop had disappeared, but then reappeared shortly thereafter.

But this morning, around 5AM I awoke to what I think were the sounds of him leaving. For the first time in months, the table is cleared, all of his books are back on his bookshelf, and both his suitcase and laptop are MIA.

I think he's gone. At what am I doing on my lunch break? Making the right calls and finding the right forms to get him out of here, as I fear his laziness will get the best of his "threat" (read: promise) to move out.


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