I think...
...that aforementioned 'internet girl' is trying to kill me, so she can have the internet in our house all to herself.

2 nights ago I came home from work at 10pm. I tried to switch on the light in the hallway - no workie. So, I decided to try and find my room and switch on that light in an attempt to pierce the blackness of the hallway. I know the way, so I walked, blindly down the corridor. Suddenly my foot caught in something and I fell over. As my eyes adjusted to the blackness, I saw that I had just tripped over the internet connection cables that lay across the hallway. Puzzled, I opened my bedroom door and switched on the light. Two things here confuse me:

1) I didn't actually close my bedroom door that morning when I left the flat

2) In the morning when I left the flat, the cables were neatly duct-taped to the floor, thus impossible to trip over.

3) There was no lightbulb in the hall light. However, there is a pile next to the light switch that consists of roughly 8 replacement bulbs. If you're going to take the bulb out, why not finish the job?

And this is why I think she's trying to kill me.
(judeski walked on water and ran through fire, Mon 2 Mar 2009, 9:41, 1 reply)

Yes,
I know that's three things. See, she's also taking away my mental ability.
(judeski walked on water and ran through fire, Mon 2 Mar 2009, 9:43, closed)