Drama, drama, drama

I am so over drama. You would think that with four adult women in one house it wouldn't be so difficult (but then again, I've seen enough reality TV to know that age has nothing to do with it). I'm mad that I'm the "bad guy" to some of my roommates right now. I hate that our living room has become a no-man's land that we cross only to leave the house or sneak into the kitchen (which is neutral so long as no one else is out there). I think it's stupid we're even having this disagreement. Living with girls is so overrated.