No, she really is. I just got off the phone with her. He was supposed to give me some money to give to her (I'm like a mail-carrier) for rent, and he never gave it to me. She asked me about it while we were talking, and I told her he never left me anything, and she started flipping out -- on me. So I, naturally, told her to stop yelling at me. She actually listened. Then she said if Paul didn't start dishing out the green -- and soon -- (okay, maybe not those exact words, but you know what I mean) she was leaving him on his own in the apartment and we were leaving. I didn't say much to that (other than "where are we supposed to go?"). I know we can stay here, she can't make the rent on her own. Stupid Paul, he's ruining everything. But at least she's seriously considering leaving his sorry ass. I've never been happier! Wait, is that bad? Is it bad that I'm happy about getting rid of Paul? I mean, the only reason I haven't called the police on him (trust me, I've got stuff on him that would get him arrested in a hearbeat) is because I know my mom loves him and he makes her happy -- sometimes. Great, now I'm torn...

~Sam