Update:
Half his belongings were successfully dumped down the trash chute! It felt good! The rest is donate-able, or reusable for wearing or to sacrifice in the name of art. There's still a ridiculously large drawer full of toiletries to go through, a skateboard smashed in an upper cabinet, and half a closet left to annoy me. Maybe I can cleverly rearrange so that I can finally get my shelving out of the hall and back into my closet where it was before his invasion. It's like tetris. But it'll give me something to do on xmas, and I feel 50% better now.
4:07 p.m. - 2020-12-24