So, as I predicted, Pedro left for Seattle today. It was a bad idea, as he’s probably going to be fired pretty soon here, but I am so glad he’s gone. You have no idea.

This place actually feels like home without his nihilistic chain-smoking pothead ass around. It doesn’t stink like stale joints in the living room, there’s no one to yammer at me when I’m trying to pay attention to other things… I cleaned tonight, and it’s actually going to stay clean until I do something to mess it up.

It’s fantastic. I wish there was some way for me to convince him to pay his half of the rent, but never come back.