After I let him out of the building and saw him walk away (although ’tis true I didn’t see him leave the complex) I thought I’d trot down to the North parking garage and make sure he wasn’t camped out in there, having somehow gotten in. He was not, and it’s probably a good thing, because what could I have done about it, really? Just more razorwire and the ladder there undisturbed.

We’ve really got to start locking up these ladders somewhere. Like, for realz.

And then I got back to my apartment and I thought I’d call the cops, and so I did.