not sure if this is a general rant thread, but since i sure as hell need one right now, here goes...
our new housemate is a freakin nightmare.
he moved in all of a WEEK ago, and has already managed to upset everyone else in the house. jamba and i live in a shared house - all together there're two double room and one single - this guy (let's call him T) moved in to the single room.. he's quite young, gay, and this is his first time living away from home (so he's understandably REALLY excited about being out from under the parent's wings and being able to be himself)
the only problem is that himself is a bit of a dick. 
he's ridiculously loud - he talks like his volume setting is broken, like he's talking to us from across a crowded room. and he will NOT shut up about himself, how clever he was to move to london all by himself without many problems (how do you think WE got here, dude?) how he and his lesbian boss get on well 'cause she's a lesbian. EVERYTHING is about him, he'll take any conversation you try and start and turn it into an anecdote about himself... and he repeats his boring stories about himself over and over and over again.
he seems to have a thing about christians. he was telling us about his brother, who's a born again christian - now i'm very "each to their own/live and let live" so i don't really care if T doesn't chose to particularly like christians or not, but he got really weird about it. made a cross in the air with his finger and then punched his fist as he described his brother as a "pentecostal fucking bible basher fucker". a lot of our friends/neighbours are practicing christians and i absolutely will not tolerate him being rude to them about it... 
for some bizarre reason he almost completely ignores the other couple that live with us ~ to such an extent that i was sat int he living room talking to one half of the couple the other day and T walks in and starts talking over our conversation AT me, completely ignoring the other guy.
he locked himself out of his room the other night, jamba and i came back with a friend to find T in the living room unapologetically claiming the sofa for himself (we HAD previously said that we had a friend staying, and guests normally get a bed set up for them in the living room... so it was kinda rude) but that wasn't a big deal, we just cleared the dining room up and my friend slept there... what WAS a big deal was that he'd been using my laptop - which i'd left in the living room. everyone in the house has a laptop, everyone leaves them laying around and up till now i've never been worried that anyone would be so inconsiderate of my privacy... his excuse was that his phone had died and his laptop was in his room and he couldnt go without facebook.
what? for a couple of HOURS?! no. not cool. to make matters worse, i had lovehoney pages open - which he had the fucking nerve to comment on quite publicly the next morning when jamba and i, AND MY FRIEND were having breakfast.
now i'm hardly a prude but i don't want my sex toy purchases discussed over wakey-wakey-egg-and-bakey!!!
and the straw that broke my back? i've been awake since 4am, when he (and what i guess is some random he picked up from his night out) came home, slammed his bedroom door a few times and stood around talking at full volume in the landing and bathroom.
W.
T.
F.

tl;dr = just read the bolded text, you'll get the general idea... >__>