Emotionally Disturbed Roommate arrived back tonight, as the countdown stood at T-plus 5 days. I was walking up the stairs to the main entrance to the building and saw him standing in the hallway talking to the neighbors. I couldn't handle it; I'd just finished a 12 hour day at work. So I disappeared for a walk around the block as I called one of my best friends. She rescued me by taking me along while she did her errands so I could avoid him for a little while longer, as well as get myself some much-needed alcohol so I could deal with the situation.

Thankfully, he was in the shower when I came back and I was able to disappear into my room. Hopefully, he'll see the e-mail tomorrow and he'll get the info that way. Either way, April 20th is D-Day. I gave them my deposit check and made reservations with the moving company, so there's no turning back.

And for now, I plan on drinking and watching something mindless like Dude, Where's My Car? I can deal... I can deal... breathe... unclench jaw...