It's Sunday morning, but I just read this and had to say that I am surprised so many regular posters are up late. I should drop by, since I am always late, being on the Pacific time.
Also, the roomate thing...I once had a roomate who I just couldn't get along with. She looked at bills with disgust, never cleaned anything, and she was snotty to people. I felt such rage once, that I felt I had the strength of ten women. I wanted to drag her bed out into the middle of the busy street while she wasn't home so cars could hit and run over it. Strange, the thoughts that come over you when you are mad.