RIP, Oral-B

My new roommate Vanessa tells me, "I noticed your toothbrush and toothpaste on the windowsill. Be careful because if anything falls out the bathroom window, it goes right down the side of the mountain and you can't get it back." I say: Okay, thanks for letting me know. I think: Puh-leeze. Don't tell me where to put my toiletries. I'm a grown woman. I'm not going to drop my toothbrush out the window. Three mornings later, I drop my toothbrush right out the freakin' window.

In other unsolicited advice, the roommate warns me to beware of the young Kiwi male. She is British, but has lived in NZ for almost 3 years so I suppose she has learned her lesson.