He tried to steal my blender!

Oy vey... Maybe I should write a book on the trials and tribulations - and un-fun adventures - of living with a psycho.

I'm down to less than a week living in my current apartment and CANNOT WAIT to get out. Roommate number 2 moved out last Friday, so its just been me and the Psycho packing up. The apartment is a colossal mess right now - boxes everywhere and a resulting layer of dust on the floor since most of the furniture is now gone.

I walked in the kitchen the other day to make my last meal in the apartment. (Nothing to worry about regarding my eating habits - I'll be eating out the next few days.) Psycho has a box of the few kitchen items he owns on the counter, and I happen to notice my cutting board sticking out of it. He tried to steal my cutting board. I grab that, of course, and in doing so, it moves the handy towel he has COVERING MY BLENDER! In his box of stuff! He was going to abscond with my blender! A good one at that - glass and 20 different mixing speeds!

I have taken control of that situation (ie, taken and hid the blender), but I wonder how much more he has already taken and what more he will attempt to take. I tried to pack up all the kitchen stuff I could and move it into the new place (I got my keys yesterday!), but I'm still feeling very suspicious. All my boxes are in Roommate #2's old room, and I even wrote down the number of items in there so I could count and make sure nothing was missing. This is so crazy.....

Psychotic Roommate

I know I've talked (complained, ranted, whatever...) to a few people about my psychotic roommate. But I promise, he really is nutso. To recap the highlights of my last year of living with him, here's a condensed version of the events:

• refusal to pay bills to the point I threatened to shut off electricity (and would have if the other roommate didn't step in and take it over);
• demanding immediate payment on his bills or he would "take further measures" (I waited 2 weeks to pay him once.)
• advising my other roommate and I to call the cable company ourselves to add more lines to his bill when he didn't want to put cable anywhere but his room and the living room (umm, what company would say "sure, i can add that to someone else's account!"?)
• eating my sole package of broccolli and cheese, denying it, then asking where he could buy more to replace it (if he had bought it in the first place, wouldn't you think he'd know where to find more?!)
• hiding the phone for the household phone line
• drinking all my wine the day after I opened the last bottle I had (nope, no replacement either!)

Here's the fun one, though! My roommate told me this, but it absolutely without a doubt paints the third roommate to a T:

M (the good roommate) comes downstairs to make waffles for herself one morning. She takes them from the freezer, pops them in the toaster oven, then decides to go back upstairs while they're cooking to get dressed. M comes back down 10 minutes later to find her waffles missing from the toaster. Knowing that only C (the psycho rooommate) is in town for the weekend, she goes to his bedroom door and knocks. C opens the door with his mouth full of waffles and asks what's up. M asks him if he ate her waffles. HE DENIES IT! M calls him out on it and asks him to replace them...

But what on earth!?!? Who takes someone else's food that they're cooking?!! He is deranged and completely inconsiderate!!!

I can't wait to get rid him from my life.