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Down side of living with a roommate who gets hot flashes: she keeps turning the thermostat down. Way down. I don't know how much of it is not being able to read the temperature setting (digital, small print, not very well lit / backlit) and how much is just being super hot. But because I'm so used to living alone, with a thermostat that I only change when it flips from needing a/c to needing heat, I end up going "man, I'm COLD" for a while before thinking to check the thermostat.
(at least it was only down to 71 this time. last time this happened she had it at like 65.)
Chair update: After bizarrely failing to work last night, it is working again. My dad (who is better at that sort of call than I am) called the wheelchair repair place and was like "um get someone out *now*." So they did. And, predictably, when she showed up it was working fine. *headdesk*
Adorable Cat is, equally predictably, still adorable. Since I had stolen her preferred curling-up place (my backup chair), she stole my bed. I have Incriminating Photos (sadly only cameraphone quality; my real camera is never accessible when I need it).
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*entry pauses for requisite kitty-scritching* (I have been well trained to recognize the "I need scritching" stare of doom.)
... in dragcave news, my summer hatchling gendered male. Of course. Le sigh. On the bright side, I managed to trade a male skywing for a gold. *pets the shiny* (For people who have a kazillion metallics, I guess another gold isn't that big of a deal; but this is my first metallic. Squee.)
(at least it was only down to 71 this time. last time this happened she had it at like 65.)
Chair update: After bizarrely failing to work last night, it is working again. My dad (who is better at that sort of call than I am) called the wheelchair repair place and was like "um get someone out *now*." So they did. And, predictably, when she showed up it was working fine. *headdesk*
Adorable Cat is, equally predictably, still adorable. Since I had stolen her preferred curling-up place (my backup chair), she stole my bed. I have Incriminating Photos (sadly only cameraphone quality; my real camera is never accessible when I need it).
...
*entry pauses for requisite kitty-scritching* (I have been well trained to recognize the "I need scritching" stare of doom.)
... in dragcave news, my summer hatchling gendered male. Of course. Le sigh. On the bright side, I managed to trade a male skywing for a gold. *pets the shiny* (For people who have a kazillion metallics, I guess another gold isn't that big of a deal; but this is my first metallic. Squee.)