Okay, so just about anyone who knows me knows the worries I had about my college roomie. A few of you even know the sad result. But get this- we've lived perfectly well together, with some courtious chitchat and basically ignoring one another. This worked out fine.

Today, was the first real annoyance.

It's petty, I know. It's stupid, I'm well aware.

A few of you are aware of this, but I'm a pretty avid Regina Spektor fan.In fact, Spektor is one of my staple smalltalk starters. So, logically, one of the first things I asked my roomie was "Have you heard of Regina Spektor?"

Answer? No.

Well, one of her firends mentioned Regina Spektor. Admittedly, she went the extra mile of actually loaning her a CD. Because my subtle "Playing Regina Spektor aloud at near every possible moment" was ineffective.

Well, guess who's now extolling the virtues of Regina Spektor?

Guess who's first words to me this evening were "Have you ever heard of Regina Spektor?"

What. The. Hell.

On the bright side, we now have something in common.