Let the beer brewing begin!

I mentioned a while back that I had beer brewing, viking neighbors. Well, my roommate has been hanging out with them and now his new hobby is brewing beer. Now, I am all about him having a hobby that doesn't include getting baked and playing video games, but this one does have some drawbacks.
For one, he is building a huge storage shed thingy in our back yard to house all of his beer brewing paraphernalia. I was hoping to eventually put a table and chairs out there for summer get-togethers. I guess it is my own fault for waiting too long to claim the space, now the back yard is filled with brewing stuff and pretty unusable for anything else. Bummer!

The bigger drawback is the beer itself. Have you ever smelled beer being brewed? It smells very strong and vinegary. This is happening in my kitchen right now:

It is filling my house with a hot, sickeningly sweet/sour smell. I am upstairs in my room with the window open and the fan blowing and I am still having a hard time breathing. My cinnamon wall plug-ins are no match for this! My house no longer smells like woman lives in it. It is becoming more and more "bachelor-paddy" every day.

In my bathroom there is now one of these:

Now, I have to admit, watching the bubbling yeast in the brew does make bathroom time a bit more entertaining, but seriously? This is NOT going to live in my bathroom. No way! I am hoping that when the giant shed in the back is done, the beer will move out there. If not, we will be having a discussion.

Sigh... the compromises one must make when sharing their living space with a random person they found on Craigslist. At least I can whine and complain about it to all of you. Okay, in unison, one...two... three... "Poor Tamara!" I am done now.