Our house officially has NO heat. The furnace was burning the wiring
running the fan, instead of actually having the smell checked out my
roommates insisted on running it endlessly, because they are cold
blooded and always COLD. So the furnace is firing up all the time
but the fan blowing the air stopped yesterday, because the wiring was
fried. To fix it the landlords are installing base board heaters.
I'm pretty sure my roommates will now find a way to set something on
fire. I live in fear people, terror at the astonishing idiocy of my
so called 'roommates'.

Not only have we wasted several litres(sorry cubic metres) of gas running a furnace that
was only heating the basement because the blower was burnt out, we are
now going to be hit with an outrageous hydro bill because they can't
not be warmed to the point of wearing shorts. I should note that in
all fairness I am the ONLY ONE worrying about these bills. They don't
care, they won't be there when some of them come in and it'll be my
job to get the money or get disconnected. Yeeha.

In the mean time, all I said about having the damn thing checked was
ignored. I also had the pleasure of hearing my roommate fall down the
stairs because her 2 pairs of socks and bounding down the stairs
didn't mix so well. She says she has a large bruise and she cracked
her ass too. I don't know how you would fall down the stairs hard
enough to split your ass skin, but she managed. It's a sign of the
specialness to come, of that I have no doubt.

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