No heating
in the flat, and it is cold. The heating should be fixed this week. I would put my coat on, something I never had to do, even as a student, but I am too proud. I am mystified as to how I can be earning money and living in a nice flat and yet still be struggling to survive. I must retrain as a plumber, or move to somewhere (anywhere) cheaper.
posted by lukeski at 3:13 pm
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Liukchik, more details on struggling to survive, please. Do you mean physically, or existentially, or financially, or all three or what? And go and Dostoevskianly get that coat on and have some cabbage soup. (I've had cabbage soup today, oddly. The Russian gets masochistic in the kitchen as the nights draw in.) When it was -25 in St. Petersburg and the heating barely worked, we'd sit in the kitchen with the hobs burning. I recommend you do likewise. (Mind you, broken heating in winter reminds me of the most grim television pictures in Russia when, due to local government embezzlement, the whole Far East would have no heating or hot water for the coldest months. Flats would be thick with ice inside. And people would have to live on the streets - yes, on the streets - to cook and light bonfires near their apartment buildings.)
Fauz and Sam are making a roast at the moment, so the oven is heating the flat. It reminds me of being in halls of residence, before the heating was switched on on 1st December and we (poor students) would all sit in the communal kitchen with the crappy electric oven on full blast.
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