trash

i'm pretty convinced that my apartment is housing some kind of magical creature.

i have no idea what he looks like, but i do know that in the middle of the night, he sneaks out of his little room--wherever that is in our apartment--and he creates all kinds of debris. after running a muck with the trash, he stuffs it into our white plastic garbage bags, making sure to get them as full as possible before throwing them into a pile by our bar stools. after filling at least two bags, he shoves as much trash as he can into the current bag in our can, and leaves it overflowing from the lid. grinning, he scurries back into his little hole right before drinking all of the water out of our brita water jugs and leaving them empty on the counter. then, i get up, and cannot believe my eyes. must be a magical creature, right? couldn't possibly be my roommates...