I repeat.... oh, nevermind...

So, it's basically been one thing or another since I've moved into my place. Don't get me wrong, for what it is I love it. It's.... cozy. Which is another way of saying I have moved into a postage stamp. Good thing it's just me and the dogs... it would be pretty tight with another human being here (not that that wouldn't be nice).

My landlord is interesting to say the least. I'm pretty sure he was one of the most active hippies in the 60's... and is still going strong. For instance... my water heater did not really work when I moved in. You could get maybe 5 minutes of good hot water until it would poop out on you and turn lukewarm. So I would have to do things in shifts. This shower: wash my hair. Next: shave... you get the idea. But see, one of my deepest pleasures is a long, hot shower. And I was being seriously deprived!! So, I kept mentioning to Hippie that it really needed to be fixed. He agreed... and then would promptly forget we had spoken. I am pretty sure he is a few bottles short of a six-pack.

You can't just have a conversation with him on a particular subject... there has to be many. Eventually the job does get done though... I do have a new hot-water heater... oh, and internet. The cable is a WIP (work in progress). The dish people set it up wrong so now we are both fighting over the same signal... I'm supposed to be on my own signal so I can watch what I would like... not whatever he is watching. It is a different experience to watch your TV while someone else (not even in the same house) is manning the controls. Let's just say we do not agree on what makes for good TV.

So maybe, if I'm lucky, we'll have that sorted out by the first of the year... but I'm not holding my breath.