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Damn, the heat is broken in our house. Woke up this morning and it was 60 degrees in the house. Outside, high of 30 today. Good news, it seems the farm's caretaker is working quickly and I already got a call from a repairman.
It wasn't always this way. Once upon a time, we lived in a nice little hovel near our nation's capitol. The heat broke in November, and it stayed broke. The apartment management insisted that our furnace was haunted and wouldn't risk losing any more maintainence staff to whatever lurked in that dark, moldy, dripping closet (the air conditioner regularly broke in there, too). We took to living in the mall, subsisting on Sbarro pizza and chinese food. When night came, we lurked in the shadows and hid in the public bathrooms. We slipped into department stores and slept on pallets of expensive designer dresses. We stole coins from the fountains to buy more mall food in the morning. This ended when the psycho killer security robots found us.
Double damn, just found out it's likely we ran out of propane fuel. Like I would ever think of that. I never knew those things ran out so fast. So now the owner is all antsy about exploding pipes and telling me to make sure that tank is filled today.
It wasn't always this way. Once upon a time, we lived in a nice little hovel near our nation's capitol. The heat broke in November, and it stayed broke. The apartment management insisted that our furnace was haunted and wouldn't risk losing any more maintainence staff to whatever lurked in that dark, moldy, dripping closet (the air conditioner regularly broke in there, too). We took to living in the mall, subsisting on Sbarro pizza and chinese food. When night came, we lurked in the shadows and hid in the public bathrooms. We slipped into department stores and slept on pallets of expensive designer dresses. We stole coins from the fountains to buy more mall food in the morning. This ended when the psycho killer security robots found us.
Double damn, just found out it's likely we ran out of propane fuel. Like I would ever think of that. I never knew those things ran out so fast. So now the owner is all antsy about exploding pipes and telling me to make sure that tank is filled today.
