I had a bat find its way into my home, if that counts.
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gf pulled a knife on me in a genuine psychotic break. We were done the next day.
Came home unexpectedly to my roommate dividing several pounds of jane. I ran a legit business out of the place, and was cool with his smoke but not like that kind of scale in the house before anything like that was legalized.
I helped a friend who was losing his place, and sometimes I wonder if he lost his place because he didn't have the forward momentum to live by himself. He didn't do dishes, he did play a lot of LoL. He worked, so it's not like he didn't work. He just wasn't terribly cleanly. He wasn't the most disheveled individual I have ever met (or lived with). I did however bring a friend who was visiting home to catch him boning down. When we made tea, he continued to bone down in the bathroom. We decided to leave shortly after, but that made me sad in a way. It was silly in another, because you know it's fun to say you walked into a house with "four balls and two dicks hanging out." Things got better when he moved out though.