I am currently a prisoner in my own home. Last night, the landlord tried to turn on the heat, and blew something off the boiler that made water stream out of it. They managed to temporarily fix it last night, and now they're in the boiler room fixing it for real. I was going to go out and do things today, but I can't leave as long as they're running in and out, fixing things and visiting all the other apartments. Boooooo.

I haven't been good about getting to the gym this week, and I am feeling flaaaabby. This is also the week that it's finally become fall and pants make a firm return to my wardrobe, which doesn't help. Always a fun game- "Will the pants that sat in my closet all summer still fit now that it's fall?"

It may be getting time to cancel my Netflix membership again. After a year or so of dutifully watching movies, I run out of stuff I want to see. I have 200+ things on my queue, and nothing I care enough about to sit and watch. I currently have a Bollywood film on my desk, and they're the worst- unlike films in English, you really have to sit still and watch a foreign film, because if you don't, you'll miss the subtitles and not get anything that's going on. If the landlord is here all day, today might be the day I get it done.