It's been far too long since I've written one of these.

Dear roommate,

If I can hear lyrics through your headphones, YOUR MUSIC IS TOO LOUD.

Also, I know you haven't washed your fitted sheet once this year, but it's never too late to start. It would certainly save me the trouble of lint-rolling the layer of dust off of it.

A final thought: no matter what Ben Reeves says, THE FLOOR IS NOT A SHELF AND YOUR CLOTHES DO NOT BELONG ON IT.

...I believe that's all.