Roommate has one job. Guess the job.

Today's exercise in restraint: this. Look, I get that she's disabled. Guess what? SO AM I. My sympathy is slim to nonexistent.

When this becomes a house argument later she'll claim she was still waking up and was going to do it later. Newsflash - she's been watching TV with houseguests for hours. I call bullshit.

Now if you'll excuse me, I have a countertop to find.