Oh, forgot to mention this... The "campout in the apartment" phase ended today. The guy from the landlord came over, bringing a two burner electric hotplate for temporary till they could get the stove fixed. He thought of something and went into the back. He told me that my stove had been turned off from within the basement and then taped over to look like it wasn't working, and he thought "the girl in the other apartment" did it. He turned it back on. Works fine now. I can finally eat those two shoulder steaks I've been saving since it went out, and I already had pot pies for lunch.
So I mentioned the water - the other half of "indoor campout" was cold sponge baths because the hot water was coming in just lukewarm. Last time I mentioned it he said he'd fix it, and he didn't fix it, and I went on sort of treating it like an SCA encampment instead of a place with a real bathtub and all. Even if I'd use the bathtub to do it. I do not do cold showers. No. I can face cold water with a bucket, carefully, not immersing in it, the cold showers thing will cause loss of breath and a lot of pain from muscle cramps. I'd just wait to heat of the day to bathe, when it felt halfway good. But now it's coming in hot again!
So those two problems are solved in the apartment.
Now that strikes me as a little odd, though. The "girl in the other apartment" has a key into the other half of the basement, where the extra furniture and stuff is stored? And I don't, when my friend came over and said, "I'll go look at the circuit breakers or the fuse box..." Seems a bit weird. And I do not know this neighbor - I don't socialize with the neighbors beyond saying "Hi" once in a blue moon if I go out my door. They do not actually have any reason to resent me or get confused. I'm sure my reputation with my neighbors is "Stays in his hole and never goes out. I don't know what he's doing in there. Probably drugs."
"Yeah, but who is he getting them from? No one goes in either, but he gets all these packages."
"Uses a cane. Bet he's just addicted to TV."
"But he's got no cable bill. Come on, I see his mail, he's got no cable bill. What's he doing in there?"
"I don't wanna know..."
Soooo... I don't know what's going on, unless it's between the housing agency and the landlord. Beats me. But, even "camping out" in here was hands down better than the shelter, because I'm online. I belong online, I live online, it's about time I wound up becoming a Linux Convert on top of it all.
Hehehehe... in an earlier discussion in chat, I talked to my favorite ubergeek Dstar and I'm seriously considering partitioning Toshi for double boot Linux/Windows too. If I can really get the hang of Linux, I may gradually convert across the board...
Robert and Ari >^..^< (Linux is fun. That mouse opens fun things! And the screen savers go bouncy bouncy bouncy...)
So I mentioned the water - the other half of "indoor campout" was cold sponge baths because the hot water was coming in just lukewarm. Last time I mentioned it he said he'd fix it, and he didn't fix it, and I went on sort of treating it like an SCA encampment instead of a place with a real bathtub and all. Even if I'd use the bathtub to do it. I do not do cold showers. No. I can face cold water with a bucket, carefully, not immersing in it, the cold showers thing will cause loss of breath and a lot of pain from muscle cramps. I'd just wait to heat of the day to bathe, when it felt halfway good. But now it's coming in hot again!
So those two problems are solved in the apartment.
Now that strikes me as a little odd, though. The "girl in the other apartment" has a key into the other half of the basement, where the extra furniture and stuff is stored? And I don't, when my friend came over and said, "I'll go look at the circuit breakers or the fuse box..." Seems a bit weird. And I do not know this neighbor - I don't socialize with the neighbors beyond saying "Hi" once in a blue moon if I go out my door. They do not actually have any reason to resent me or get confused. I'm sure my reputation with my neighbors is "Stays in his hole and never goes out. I don't know what he's doing in there. Probably drugs."
"Yeah, but who is he getting them from? No one goes in either, but he gets all these packages."
"Uses a cane. Bet he's just addicted to TV."
"But he's got no cable bill. Come on, I see his mail, he's got no cable bill. What's he doing in there?"
"I don't wanna know..."
Soooo... I don't know what's going on, unless it's between the housing agency and the landlord. Beats me. But, even "camping out" in here was hands down better than the shelter, because I'm online. I belong online, I live online, it's about time I wound up becoming a Linux Convert on top of it all.
Hehehehe... in an earlier discussion in chat, I talked to my favorite ubergeek Dstar and I'm seriously considering partitioning Toshi for double boot Linux/Windows too. If I can really get the hang of Linux, I may gradually convert across the board...
Robert and Ari >^..^< (Linux is fun. That mouse opens fun things! And the screen savers go bouncy bouncy bouncy...)