Hmmm. Not really, sorry. My only experience of sharing a house with complete strangers was when I started uni as a very mature student down here in the North East. All my housemates were female students, so probably a very different scenario to the one you have in mind.
One of them was a total dick – the kind who writes their name on every sheet of bog roll and chains up their sausages with a Squire padlock. I had, ahem, better relations with all the rest of them though 🙂 *
Actually, I suppose that it was quite amazing.
Find a flat with a very, very good local pub and let your flatmates sit in and be boring if they so choose.
*Sadly, not at the same time 🙁