Make the radiators work *sulk*

If you are wondering where I have been, I am up in Stoke with rynar and we are house sitting. I just saw him off to work after he managed to make the lights work - a light bulb literally fell out of the light socket in the lounge and nuked all the downstairs circuit and for some INSANE reason the trip switch is in the garage that Dan's brother in law has parked his car in front of and we haven't got keys so Dan had to crawl in in his work clothes like a sexy Stokey limbo dancer and he's gone to work late because the central heating went into overdrive and had switched itself off at some point so we had to beat it into a pulp to make it work and so now I'm glaring at the radiators to warm up - and I am going to make a big chicken stew for tea.

I am...domesticated. Like some feral kitty I have been tamed. I'm not looking forward to wrangling the washing machine because my ironing is the worst in the world, but there are rumours of Boyfriends Who Iron. Which would be a great indie band name. All in neatly pressed shirts and emo-hair of doom.

Being the geeky sort that we are, we decided to bring Computer Beast on holiday with us, along with Dan's wee machine, so we're entirely hooked up and waiting for the snow to come back and be heavy so we can have a Warcraft day. My computer likes coming on holiday, and is happily being noisy in pleasure at me.

It snowed yesterday, and the day before, but not enough to stop people going to work, but just enough for it to freeze over and become really really icy. Dan's beloved little Astra nommed it all up happily, but he takes perverse pleasure in making Eon vans stop to let him through, and therefore halting their ability to go up hills. Eon are the enemy since he works for nPower. He takes pride in destroying the morale of the Antichrist.

One day he shall rule the world. AHahahahahah. AHAHAHAHHAHAHAH! I shall be your energy queen, and you shall bow before me and my resources. AHAHAHAHAHAHAH DAMN YOU ALL!