I want... one of these or one of these or one of these and definitely these and these.
In other news, we have no heat again. Why you ask? Well, therby hangs a tale. See, the last time we had no heat, Ben overheard the landlord and the repair guy talking. The repair guy said that we needed a new pump, the landlord said, "No they don't, it'll be fine, just fix this one." Well, funny thing really. I discover it's frigid this morning, and go to restart the pump... and it makes that funny buzzing sound that electric motors make when they can't spin but are still getting current.
I called, but our landlord doesn't ever seem to get up before noon, so I had to leave a message. Stupid bastard should have had it replaced; it would have been cheaper than having a repair guy come twice. I want fucking heat. It's only 19 degrees out, and my room, usually fairly warm, is icy. I'm wearing my wool cloak that cate made me.
::grrr snark arg::