Can you smell that? Ryan burned a pound of bacon. Yes, bacon. The most flammable of all foods, and he leaves it unattended to bask in its incendiary glory. It completely overloaded our smoke detector, and we can’t turn the on circuit breaker until maintenance fixes it. We have no lights in the bathroom, which unsurprisingly makes life very complicated. What’s more, my room lies directly over the stove and my air is thick and pungent with burned bacon. It stings my eyes. Absolutely nauseating.