Hallelujah, praise to Buddha
Yessssss the bitch is gone! She's totally gone! Got back from gaming at Nick's and everything was out of here except for a few random pieces of clothing hung on her drying racks, which, okay, not quite sure why her laundry can't finish drying at wherever it is she moved her shit to, but what-the-fuck-ever. She's gone, and that's all that matters
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I say smear some of your hand soap on the clothes. Not really, but it's fun to snicker about ^_^ I suppose you could move the racks into the hall or something.
I hope she is forced to walk past you at least once. You don't have to know where she's moved to, and I'm sure she'll take great pains to avoid your domain, but I hope she has to randomly pass you in an uncrowded hallway just once. And if that happens, I hope you stare at her with no expression on your face (or whatever's creepier--maybe a head-tilt like the thingies in "Princess Mononoke") until she's gone. I pulled that on the former friends who kicked me out of their group in eighth grade and scared the crap out of them ^_^
Also, it has taken me until just now to realize that the person in your icon is 1. the FMA character that all those chicks were cosplaying and 2. totally a dude.
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