I tend to not frequent around in dark...Consequently this is where I meet most of my friends:)
Anyhow, last week I was wicked tired, the roomies were gone so I decided what better to do then veg out and watch a movie in the darkness of my room, AC pumping and surround sound on. Since there is a large number of us living here it's really rare that I can personally make that much noise and not get in trouble so I was enjoying this immensely.
I went down stairs casually to promote success in my overload of laundry and saw that the one window in the laundry room was wide open and almost instantaneously freezing me to death. I likely cursed blaming it on my roommates but knowing it was probably me.
I closed the window and went upstairs to watch the second half of saved. I crawled into bed and heard some noises through the wall next to me and didn't think to much about it being in my current state of fatigue and delirium and fell asleep completely content.
Thus ends my Friday.
Sunday night I came home from work and saw all of my roommates and significant others chillin' in the kitchen and was bombarded with questions pertaining to our non existent security system. We just lock our doors.
After finding out that both of my roommates laptops were stolen turns out it happened when I was in my room. Kinda freaked me out. The window in the laundry room in the daylight showed an amazing formation of handprints that showed that the window was pushed open - where is CSI when you need them?
I think that if there is a next time I would come out of my room armed with my hot flat iron. Maybe my over sized stalk of bamboo. If you heard noises would you lock yourself in your room or confront them face to face...?
