I made this horrible decision in the summer of 95 to share an apartment in Richmond with this crazy ass fundamentalist womanizer type. I woke up at 4am once and found him standing in the streetlit dimness of the door to my room. I began to try and speak, but he hushed me with "I'm just watching you sleep, brother."
To this day, I wonder if he would've murdered me had my keen ears not alerted me to his predawn presence.
Kevin has now found this guy's myspace site. Apparently he's no longer into evangelism, which is a good thing, but I think he's as messed up as ever. You can see his site by going to kevin's.