addendum to the last entry: tonight i was getting ready for bed and brushing my teeth in the bathroom. i heard joe say my name. i was irked because i was in my pj’s and eliz had let him in without checking with me first. i opened the door and saw that joe was not in our apartment. then i heard the shower turn on downstairs. moral of the story? don’t put on your bathrobe because it’s probably just joseph’s ridiculously loud singing coming through the vents.