Emotionally Disturbed Roommate called me at work to try to dictate terms about how he was going to return my deposit to me, despite the fact that I told him twice at the beginning of the conversation that I really didn't have any time when he called. When he started telling me this whole intricate plan, I told him a third time that I didn't have the time to talk to him at the moment and that I'd be home later tonight. He hung up on me. Now I'm probably going to have to forego the show I was invited to tonight in order to hash it out with him. He may be 32 years old, but emotionally, he's about 10.
Words can't express how frustrated I am right now, and how glad I am to be moving out. Saturday can't come soon enough.