Water, Fire, & Ice
So I emerge from my little cave here into the living-room, dressed like a 13th century Russian warlord (big furry russian hat (ushanka), wrapped in blanket like a thick cape - because its freakin cold in here), to find that the pilot light in our heater has gone out for the millionth time. While roommate Jason is working on that I proceed into the kitchen to prepare a pot pie (50 cents each at safeway!). Then I notice that the kitchen is flooding. Jason abandones the closet of piping that is the heating apparatus to investigate this situation (he'd just repaired the dishwasher), when roommate Chen appears to announce that our internet access has gone down again.
Incidently he reported that one of the usernames of someone on the Trees' network is "sinfulvirgins.com" or something along those lines, so maybe our bandwidth is being consumed by someone in the trees hosting a pornography site? (I don't really feel like trying to confirm the site or story)
Quotes
"Its ridiculously cold in here!" -Chen, upon returning after a weekend in LA
"I wish I was drunk so I wouldn't mind drinking the Davis water" -Kristy, on our lack of beverage alternatives, and alcohol.