Fully orally inflatable
I ran across the subject phrase in relation to marine life jackets today but, y'know, that's not where the mind goes. *g*
On the home front, Girl1+Boy3 have moved out, and been replaced by a very sweet, polite, and lovely Scotsman. Poor man, he enquired if I used the kitchen much yesterday and I, er, laughed. Hee. (I was doing laundry and the washing machine is in there.) Boy1 is definitely still here as I continue to hear him either cussing madly or singing offkey when he cooks. *g* Boy2, I do not know; I have literally seen him maybe a half dozen times in the entire time I've lived here, which is just over six months now. Wow. I will be here until at least May, probably June - need to give six weeks' notice and with my travel plans, the earliest that would be feasible is mid-March, for the end of April, and I'm going to guess that I'll need the extra month to build enough money back up to be able to do first/last type stuff. (This is, of course, assuming I ever muster up the initiative to move at all, though if the mother is really thinking about coming to visit next summer, I'd better be living somewhere else by then or she will flip her lid over it being impossible to clean everywhere, etc.. It would also be nice to have an actual couch and a bit of *room* for friends to stay over, since some of that is kind of planned, too.) I might actually try to work with my property manager and get somewhere else that's still run by him, because in all seriousness, he's awesome. I got a (mass) text message last night that said there was a problem with the gas-powered boiler for the house and someone would be in today to look at it. I came home to a letter that there's a part that needs replacing that the repair guy won't be able to install until Saturday or at the worst early next week. Now, the boiler drives the heating, but the water is electric so we still have hot water, just no heat. And it is cold. Hence, holding the letter down partly under my door was a small heater fan, and the rest of the letter had instructions for its use and a note that he'd pick them back up once the boiler was fixed. Personally, I hope it's not 'til next week now b/c I can put the heater closer to me than I can the (immobile) radiator and I'm perfectly toasty sitting here! And I pay a flat rate rent, so I don't even have to worry about the electricity bill spiking. My flat definitely has some drawbacks but the landlord is worth keeping, man.
Now that the first weekend of December has passed, it seems that that invisible barrier that holds back "All Christmas All the Time!" has finally been broken. I am resigned, I think is the best way to put it. But! Helping put me more in the mood are the cards I have received from my aunt, michak, and and_ed. Thank you, ladies! ♥
Might post more later but now I need to eat dinner, lol.
ETA: Well, the fans were a good idea until it would seem some fuses blew... *facepalm*
On the home front, Girl1+Boy3 have moved out, and been replaced by a very sweet, polite, and lovely Scotsman. Poor man, he enquired if I used the kitchen much yesterday and I, er, laughed. Hee. (I was doing laundry and the washing machine is in there.) Boy1 is definitely still here as I continue to hear him either cussing madly or singing offkey when he cooks. *g* Boy2, I do not know; I have literally seen him maybe a half dozen times in the entire time I've lived here, which is just over six months now. Wow. I will be here until at least May, probably June - need to give six weeks' notice and with my travel plans, the earliest that would be feasible is mid-March, for the end of April, and I'm going to guess that I'll need the extra month to build enough money back up to be able to do first/last type stuff. (This is, of course, assuming I ever muster up the initiative to move at all, though if the mother is really thinking about coming to visit next summer, I'd better be living somewhere else by then or she will flip her lid over it being impossible to clean everywhere, etc.. It would also be nice to have an actual couch and a bit of *room* for friends to stay over, since some of that is kind of planned, too.) I might actually try to work with my property manager and get somewhere else that's still run by him, because in all seriousness, he's awesome. I got a (mass) text message last night that said there was a problem with the gas-powered boiler for the house and someone would be in today to look at it. I came home to a letter that there's a part that needs replacing that the repair guy won't be able to install until Saturday or at the worst early next week. Now, the boiler drives the heating, but the water is electric so we still have hot water, just no heat. And it is cold. Hence, holding the letter down partly under my door was a small heater fan, and the rest of the letter had instructions for its use and a note that he'd pick them back up once the boiler was fixed. Personally, I hope it's not 'til next week now b/c I can put the heater closer to me than I can the (immobile) radiator and I'm perfectly toasty sitting here! And I pay a flat rate rent, so I don't even have to worry about the electricity bill spiking. My flat definitely has some drawbacks but the landlord is worth keeping, man.
Now that the first weekend of December has passed, it seems that that invisible barrier that holds back "All Christmas All the Time!" has finally been broken. I am resigned, I think is the best way to put it. But! Helping put me more in the mood are the cards I have received from my aunt, michak, and and_ed. Thank you, ladies! ♥
Might post more later but now I need to eat dinner, lol.
ETA: Well, the fans were a good idea until it would seem some fuses blew... *facepalm*