000003 #human The new boys for the upstairs apartment shoved my chairs and stuff right out of the way and put their futon and other stuff in place in the attic. And I know they opened my door because it was hanging open the way it eventually does if you close it but don't block it shut. I'm going to have to have a talk with them. I can share, I just don't want to be invaded or trampled. Except certain psychosexual contexts including consent or dramatic nonconsent.