More on the Monkey man

Do you know the monkey man, the monkey man, the monkey man?

Yes, I know the monkey man- who lives on Elliott Drive!

So, after the creepy crawling incedent, we kept our distance from the monkey man. Then Spouse's sister moved in when Brian moved out. And things took an ominous turn.

We came home one day to find the window on the front door broken, and a bloody handprint on the door frame. Someone had come into the apartment- looked around and left. Nothing was missing.

There was a trail of blood to the backdoor of the house next door, where the door had been kicked in. (Monkey man lived there).

We called the police, and they took the monkey man away. Seemed that he had a history of breaking into apartments in the area. The woman who lived in the front part of his house woke up one night to find him sitting on her bed stroking her thigh. Seems he liked Spouse's sister- a lot.

And another creepy thing about that apartment- there was a woman in the basement apartment named Brittany. Brittany borrowed $5 from Spouse. Then we came home the next morning, and the kids next door (children of the accosted woman) were playing with Brittany's things. They said, "Brittany died." Seems that Brittany used the $5 to buy a large bottle of Tylenol. Then she took the whole damned thing. Suffered renal failure and died. Just like that. Creepy, no?

And another thing- this proves that Missoula was a tad too small- one of my ex boyfriends lived below Spouse for a while before I dated either of them. The fact that they knew eachother (and weren't friends, thank the gods) is pretty high on my ick factor...It was really good to move to a place where I knew no one...call it a palate cleanser.