Damn, came in last night to half way house and found out that I have a roommate. Found out from some of the guys here that the new roommate was kicked out of his last half way house for stealing a loaf of bread. There has to be a helluva lot more to the story than what he is telling. I have enough pharmaceuticals to kill a small elephant in my 2nd drawer. I have to buy a lock box now. If my pills were stolen, I would be screwed. Somehow between hospital visits and prescriptions getting filled early, I have like 16 bottles of pills.I knew that I would end up with a roommate at some point, but I damn not real thrilled about it.