my evil roomate and i are in the yuckiest passive-agressive war since the time i got into it with my therapist. she turns the heat up to 80 i turn it down to 65. she parks in my spot i park behind her then leave for 8 hours. she thinks she knows war without confrontation, shes gonna it in a whole new light. i hate her. i secretly desire to push her down the stairs or slam her head in fridge while shes looking for jelly. i hope her head implodes. is that wrong. 
So in answer to your question: Yes Virginia, there is a Santa Claus and it is entirely justified to slaughter him and scatter his parts to the far corners of the world is hes an asshole roomate.