as if that wasn't miserable enough, some people offered a really depressing theory of who the thief might be.
maybe i'll follow heather to findy. less wacky fun there, but less mayhem. or maybe i'll get a shitty apt. i've lost a lot my patience and tolerance for this place.
but in the meantime, i've installed a security device for my room. by which i mean a small wooden block nailed to the doorframe. no joke. before this you could literally jimmy the lock with a piece of paper.