This morning, at 3 am I woke up to squeaking and thought, “stupid mouse in the heater that doesn’t realize there’s no food in here.” Put my glasses on, looked around, laid back down, looked up and saw..
A Gigantic Bat.
flying around, running into things, it was hugetastic. So I then hid under my covers and called Roomie, whose phone died as I called her. Called BN 7 times and the DDD house just to find someone to talk to while I freaked out at what could have been flying around my ceiling. JS answered the phone and I wrapped my self in my blanket and sneaked out while the bat was silent and not flying. Roomie was awake, wondering what the heck I was yelling her name for.
Bats in my room at 3 am go along my my version of hell: standing in 3 feet of dark water that has fish swimming in and flipping out of it with birds and bats flying around me.
FP came over at lunch today and removed the bat for me. Actually, he removed 2 bats- BN was gonna try and use one of my softball bats to get rid of it.

So- Bats in my room (0) FP (1)