I just blasted my roommate and I feel good. My lungs are all fooked up thanks to her incense and I lost it. In losing it, however, I addressed the dishes, the lack of cleaning, the leaving shit all over and in the bathroom, the loud music, and the space taking up. Just really loud, and not at all in a “just an FYI, could you please not do this” kind of way. I would say even in a really, truly assehole-ish way.
Oh well. Fuck her.