By parvenue
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We've all been there. You have that roommate who know matter what you do, they are getting in your way and giving you grief. I once shared a house near a consulting gig I was on with a woman and one guy. The Princeton guy was very cool, but the woman used to get wildly drunk and sometimes chase me around the kitchen trying to kiss me, or she'd play music at odd hours of the day and night, or she'd bring random "lovers" home from the bar who'd raid the fridge at all hours of the day and night. Finally I drove over the bridge to New Hope, Pennsylvania and shared my troubles with two witches at a magic shop there. They gave me some fairly easy magic to use which worked for a time. So I thought, my dear friends, that I'd share it all with you.
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Nakia2007 said
on 11/3/2007 I don't know if this works or not but I'm sold! Now to go find loose mirrors...