Out of Cheese

The heat in my townhouse stopped working Friday night and hasn’t managed to magically fix itself yet. Something like this seems to happen every nine months or so — the air conditioning broke just a few months after I moved in, the heater broke roughly nine months after that, and now it’s broken again. I’d call my landlord and let him know, but I was at work for ten hours today and I’ll be there again tomorrow, so we’ll see when I have time. That, and I always feel like I have to clean things up when he’s coming by, and with the work schedule I’ve kept for the past (insert large number) months things are a bit messy here.

Then again, this is one of the things that’s great about living in California. I’m wearing a couple layers and I’m not cold at all. I don’t have to worry about little things like freezing to death overnight. And on the plus side, I’ll save a few days on the heating bill for this month.

There’s also the fact that I’ve been thinking of moving again. This time it’ll probably be to Mountain View, ideally right by Castro Street. I just have to find the right place. I’ve been scouring Craigslist for months, but the only truly promising places I’ve found showed up as we were in the middle of the push to Macworld and there was no way I could move then. Hopefully another one will show up reasonably soon. It’ll presumably have a working heating system.