When the police man came, he asked who knew where I kept my cash (since that seemed to be what he was after). There is only one person who has ever seen me get into it. That was P, who I dated briefly last year. He followed me one day and wouldn't get out of the room. I don't think he did it. (There was no cash in the apt) Whoever it was had a key b/c the door wasn't broken. I think it was someone from maintenance. I've called the office, but I have to wait for them to get back to me. I thought about asking them to change the locks, but if it's a maintenance person, he'll have a key no matter what.
It's times like this that I really wish Joe were here. I went upstairs to a friend's apartment just to warn her, and she asked me to stay for dinner. I stayed for a few hours and talked w/ her and her husband. They offered to let me stay there tonight, but I don't think it would help me at all. I have to stay here sometime.
I'm just freaking out a little bit right now!