My Annoying Housemate

I am annoyed by my annoying housemate that does not do one particular thing I could specifically pinpoint that annoys me-not even to myself, which causes me to be even more annoyed, because I cannot explain why her very presence is excruciating.  There she goes, walking by. That annoys me.  She's in the kitchen AGAIN. That annoys me.  She's interupting my morning time-that annoys me.  She keeps walking around doing things she probably needs to do and that annoys me.  In fact she is doing things I do, every morning, which causes me to wonder: Am I annoying? The toaster just went off and she's going to come back in here and that is going to annoy me.  I use the toaster, I wonder if that annoys people.  I wonder if my scattered brain that causes me to frantically run around and my bored mind that causes me to always have to be doing something to entertain myself annoys people.  Epiphany: I could be annoyed by my annoying housemate because she so much like me!  I know one reason why she annoys me and I can totally point it out and have validated this is true by asking others if it annoys them.  She talks way too loud on the phone.  People say to me that it is annoying about her.  I know I do not have this problem because people are constantly telling me I should speak up on the phone and I am constantly having to repeat myself.  That annoys me, and I guess that annoys them too. But I doubt if it's as annoying as talking TOO LOUD on the phone!  Possibly, but I doubt it. Oh well, at least I have one annoying characteristic that is all to my own that annoys people and do not have to share it with the annoying housemate.  Hmmm, she has not yet come out of her room to get her crap out of the toaster-which I have been dreading for the past ten sentences.  That really annoys me.  I would have gotten my crap out of the toaster a long time ago.