Day 40- I’ve got to give some big ups to Ben and Steve for letting me stay in their room last night. That was huge time. But I think that Crazy Dave is definitely back, which may or may not be good news. I got up at 9 this morning (somehow), determined to take back what was rightfully mine: the dorm room. I was all kinds of prepared to bust a fool and that fool’s girlfriend. As soon as I got to the door, though, who comes out but the squat-faced gnome, in her PJ’s. That was like Salvador Dali-style surreal. The gnome gave it up to Dave not three feet from my bed? I refused to believe it, even though I pretty much was convinced that it happened. It was like one of those things that you know really exists or happens, but you choose to ignore it rather than let your brain wrap around it so that it can truly sink in. When I went in, Dave didn’t really say much about anything, and I didn’t feel like asking. I just sat on the edge of my bed asking why this had to happen. I went to class, where I forgot about Dave for a while, but when I went up to Bruff, there he was with the biggest smirk on his face. I had to know. I couldn’t take it any longer. For the first time since I’ve been here, I sat down with Dave for a meal. He started off with a “Jeremy. You’re the one who didn’t come home last night, huh? Go figure.” Go figure how incredibly disgusting it is to see your naked ass in bed with an ugly ass girl, then see if you want to come in the room, bi-otch. “Yeah, I have the feeling that this is going to be happening a lot, though.” When he said this, you would’ve needed a crane to pick my jaw off the floor, after which I would’ve grabbed CD by the neck and chocked the worthless life out of his fat body. “We didn’t really do anything though,” (Moment to pause for joyous relief, then wonder why the hell he was naked if he didn’t do anything), “but give it time, and I think we may be doing it.” (Moment to ponder hurling self out of 6th floor window). It looks like I’ll be bringing my sleeping bag back with me from home. If you see me asleep in the lounge, after midnight, I wholly encourage you to go to my door, knock as loudly as you can, and then run to your room. Which brings me to the next point: there will be no diaries for Saturday and Sunday this week, and possible none for Friday and Monday, but the diaries will definitely continue, especially with this new development. Dave got some kind of bamboo sword today that he was really excited about. It’s made of bamboo, so I don’t really know what the point of it is. He’s taking some Japanese sword fighting class, if you remember from one of the earlier diaries, but I think that he got it for some domination thing with the gnome. You know, Dave gets down on all fours in a thong and the gnome hits him across the back or on his ass with it. I could see Crazy Dave getting into that kind of shit. Jesus. Further developments for today will be posted