Yes, I lived with this really strange French woman who was 40something but still thought she was 20. She turned out to be a megabitch, and was the cause of the horrible times. An example of this woman's insanity: she once asked me if I had ever slept with a black man, and when I said no she began telling our friends that I was racist, and even stopped talking to me for a while because of it.
But I was lucky with where I lived, it was ridiculous in itself. Across the hall lived about 5 of the most gorgeous gay men you've ever seen in your life (and who used to sunbathe naked on the balcony next to ours). Under us lived a crazy old woman who used to beat at the ceiling with a broom when we weren't even moving around, and above us was Catherine Deneuve's mother. You'd see Catherine every now and again in the lift, it was pretty cool