Let me tell you...

Not having gas is not fun. I haven't showered in 4 days. Well, I sorta showered. When the water is cold, showering means washing my hair and maybe my face. You never really notice how much you use gas for in a house until you don't have it.

I can't cook in the oven. I can't cook on the stove. I can't shower. I can't really do the dishes (cold water doesn't really do the trick). I'm mostly just glad that it isn't cold out yet, or I might just die.

Lousy gas company. Dean had to switch the gas for our house over to his account when Dave moved out. Unfortunately, the gas company got confused, or fucked up, or something, so they thought we didn't apply at all, and cut off our gas. Dean calls them, and they say he should have gotten an email, which he didn't. He hangs up, and gets the email. For some reason beyond me, we still didn't get gas then, and still don't have it 4 days later. And worse, he called them again, and apparently we aren't getting it until next tuesday. Why?? I dunno, they don't feel like it. Blah. I want to shower (I'm not Dani! :P).


Ahhhhhh, now I feel better.