Because when the AC goes down, so do I.
Yep, it broke again. Came home to find the house at 90 degrees.
Cute sweaty guy came and fixed it, once again, in two minutes, but it took him two hours to get here this time, and he says it will break again tomorrow -- soon as the day heats up, he predicts. He says he needs to get a part. He told me the name of the part, but as I am a classics professor and not a parts professor I promptly forgot the name of the part. I do remember it is only available in Fayetteville, and so he will have to drive up the mountain to fetch it.
Luckily he was going there anyway.
But yikes. I cannot take not having cooo-ooold in the house. What a wimp I am.
Luckily the blogosphere continues to conspire to cheer me up.
Via No Fancy Name
Which I found, I think -- can't actually remember anymore -- Via Geeky Mom.
I find most of my good stuff via GM these days.
Or if not through GM than through PZ
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