I once finished off my roommates half bottle of Diet Coke and replaced it with a full bottle when she was away for a long weekend. It pissed her off.

Not even the point that her half bottle would have gone flat seemed to soothe her rage.

Nobody touches my stuff or comes into my home without my permission! Good grief.

If my DVDs or books were out openly in a common area, then I probably wouldn't be bothered, but if a roommate or guest went into my room to get them, I would be angry.

OTOH, getting angry about the sanctity of a half-bottle of flat Diet Coke seems over the top even to me. If I were really looking forward to having my Diet Coke and it wasn't there, I'd be irritated, but you more than replaced it.

I had a roommate throw out 11 eggs once. I'd bought a dozen and one broke, messily, on the way home. So I put them in an older container which had a long-past sell by date on it. So I understood her reasoning, but I did wish she'd asked. On the whole she was pretty considerate, though.

If you go to Marshall's or TJ Maxx or somewhere like that, you can usually get pretty nice sheets for $30, actually...not coton/poly, high thread count!

Ooh, another good idea.

I also found this t-shirt at Threadless: [link]

And maybe while I'm ordering I'll get this one for myself: [link] eta damn, owl t-shirt sold out

Thanks for all your help, y'all.

I only mind if my roomies watch my DVDs if they fuck them up.

I just bought some really nice 420 thread-count Egyptian cotton sheets at Overstock.com for $35. They're really soft.

I also found this t-shirt at Threadless: [link]

I have that shirt! I love it.

Nobody touches my stuff or comes into my home without my permission! Good grief.

Yeah, I'm with Zenkitty. I get twitchy when I come home to find that my landlord's been in to do something without having told me.

I once finished off my roommates half bottle of Diet Coke and replaced it with a full bottle when she was away for a long weekend. It pissed her off.

I probably wouldn't care about that one, though.

I get twitchy when I come home to find that my landlord's been in to do something without having told me.

That used to happen all the time, at the last apt complex I lived in. Once every couple months, I'd come home to find a green note on the counter saying "We came in your apt to do this or that". I hated it. Sometimes the guy would even track in mud or something.

I once finished off my roommates half bottle of Diet Coke and replaced it with a full bottle when she was away for a long weekend. It pissed her off.

I had a roommate who once finished off my bottle of wine and refilled it with water (so I wouldn't notice right away).

The same roommate stole my 8-track of Never Mind the Bollocks Here's the Sex Pistols, which was worth about $50 at the time.

I think it was that they were subletters, and not roommates, per se, that bugged me on that one.

I am extremely casual when it comes to friend's homes, because I know their boundaries. I know where the coffee cups are, get a snack, try a spritz of perfume.

But I wouldn't watch someone's DVDs or listen to their CD's or do anything like that if I were a subletter without asking first. (I would read a magazine left out on the coffee table, but that's about it.)

I may be a freakish product of my midwestern upbringing, however!

There are reasons I live alone ... and you're listing some of them.

I have problems that my building management tends to send people in (OK in an emergency) or shove a note under my door saying they're coming in to do work the next morning and I have to clear out, basically, half the apartment to give them access. I hate having workmen in because they invariably seem to break something. Then there was the time I came home and found boot prints across my bedroom floor. ick