T moved out. M is humming. Patterson suspiciously absent most of the time. New neighbors below stairs and have not yet met them. I can, however, see their balcony from mine. When weather warms, will have to "accidentally eavesdrop" for more information. My neighbors have been less than compliant in entertaining me.
Work competition with odd bean growth is pointless. My bean has not grown. Think I must find someone to shag in order to stave off winter blahs. Perhaps that bartender--
Note to self: "Mia, participate in college charity program: shag a frat boy."