Been living with some radical programmers. They take care of everything for me. They get it. They support me. But there's a white boy here who doesn't. I told him he had to leave and he flashed on me. So, after the fight, in the middle of the the night, they said I went into his room, twice, and just stared at him. I don't remember anything. I just blacked out. I just remember pacing and then all the sudden I was standing over his bed staring at him. Twice.