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So, the nice girl who lives next door to me just told me that the message "DIE MOTHERFUCKER!" was written on my dry erase board. I just took the board away. Hopefully the next step won't be a knife in my door, although I'm sure that if that happened something would be done. I've been expecting something like this to happen since I've moved into he-who-cannot-be-named's room, and I'm honestly somewhat thankful that it wasn't something more directly intrusive. Still, I'm considerably shaken and I think that it might be harder for me to go to sleep tonight. Honestly, why can't we all just get along?