h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

Does anyone else understand the joys of share housing? Finding that half your olive oil, all your juice and a large amount of your ice cream topping have mysteriously disappeared while you weren't there?

Sharing your space with a dog you don't want to have in the house, a "spare" person who's really not meant to be here at this srage, and a motorcycle in the garage which attracts trouble like the winds of pestilence?

The only sane times of the day are the ones when nobody else is up, and the only food which is safe from being pilfered is in your room.

Weather's been OK. although frequent, brief rainstorms have made life interesting for a while. Walking back from lunch in Woden today I was - for want of a better expression - "pissed on", by a guy who has clearly had a lot to drink while participating in an "iron man" contest. I spent about an hour sitting in my room at work with my shirt off (I did have an undershirt on at the time!) waiting for it to dry, while my undershirt sat on my body and itched. It's hot. After the rain, it's also sticky...