This is so odd, I was just talking to nickswifey about this.
No, that little son of a bitch is still here. Mr. Rbella swears that he has left and gone to torture others, but I don't believe it. I can feel it looking at me, waiting to crawl on me and lick my eyeballs.
I haven't actually seen it since it crawled across the bathroom (directly in front of my useless cat, FiFi) and into my friggin' closet.
But on another note, I was showing houses to a couple on Saturday and we walked into a bathroom with a bathtub full of DEAD, BIG-ASS COCKROACHES. I almost crapped my pants. I did not keep my composure, unfortunately. I ran out of there, knocking the husband and wife out of my way screaming "Oh my God, it so gross! It's soooo groooosssss!". I have a sneaking suspicion they are not going to purchase that home. I also have a sneaking suspicion that I might have lost their business. Most likely because I scared the piss out of them and practically injured them on a simple home tour.
Oh well. Whaddya gonna do?