So the last roommate interview of the season, perhaps, was a whole lot like a bad date. That is to say, he just kept on talking about all manner of things, he was rather unattractive, he had no ideological beliefs discernable beyond the blanket approval for Fahrenheit 9/11 of the modish, disaffected, and half-read, he kept on talking, he would find ways to digress from the given topic to some general invective, he disapproved, he made coded statements which could construed to be racist, or at least classist, he did not punctuate, he talked about himself by talking about others, he gesticulated, he wanted more than he could chew, he was disinterested in anything I had to say, he would not leave. Still, that's pretty much par for the course, and it could be much worse, and often is.