Life Update: I just used a Bane voice to proclaim, "It would have been nice to have some toilet paper," after noticing the distinct lack of toilet paper in my tiny, almost nonexistent bathroom. SOMEONE, not to mention any names, forgot to replace the stock of said bath tissue. I will of course mention names, and this specific name is resident Hallway Spider Eunice VI, my only roommate. Eunice is on her sixth incarnation because people keep heartlessly murdering her. Coincidentally, none of the Eunices have ever actually been inside my apartment. That's where the term Hallway Spider comes from. I thought that was obvious (!). Eunice is excellent company, except when she is dead, which is often. She is, however, terrible at remembering to replace the toilet paper.
