I've liked my roommates this year, but, as ever, there have been problems. They're fairly mainstream, though mostly inoffensively so, other than their tendancy to put blue stuff in the toilet and buy insect poison for use in the kitchen (ew!). But I've "lost" a lot of things this year. Little things, mostly, and, really, nothing that's a tragic loss, but the whole IDEA of it aggravates me! Most recently, my food containers (tupperware-esque stuff) are missing, and I -know- I didn't even get a chance to use them! ARGH!