So I just had a bunch of friends over who have now had me convinced that I am making a fatal mistake by getting an apartment all-by-my-lonesome. They are convinced that I am going to fall victim to a rapist/serial killer type person who is going to hack his way into my apartment-sans-grills and aside from other indignities rob me blind. I protest that I don't really have enough in my house to be of that much interest to any self-respecting thief, to which I have been calmly informed that my lovely person is incentive enough for our rapist-serial-killer friend who is also, I find out, a crazy stalker to boot.
I am not liking this description of my fate.
And, as I actually lie in bed awake because I'm a little-bit-unnerved, it occurs to me that 'with friends like these...'