I like my roommate. Really, I do. She can be funny, and she's fairly nice, compared to some of the elitist snobs I've met.
That said, she's really starting to get on my fucking nerves.
It's little things, you know? Like making subtle, snide remarks about my personal hygiene (I shower every day, kthx) and the clutter on my side of the room (so I have a lot of stuff). Okay, so maybe I'm not a neat freak, but I do keep my stuff relatively clean.
Oh, and every time she walks into the room, she comments on what I'm doing. Usually, it's, "Still on the computer." Today, she was shocked to find me reading a book rather than doing something on the computer, and commented on that.