it's getting cold in here. so put on all your clothes.

when i was growing up, i lived in the land of humidity and hotness (temperature wise), so heat was never an issue. during the summer, we all curled up near the air conditioner and ferociously chewed on ice cubes and slurped smoothies. this whole climate thing probably played a role in my quick escape to college in snowy connecticut, and it certainly doesn't hurt that san francisco rarely gets "hot." but heat. well, during the fall and winter, we need it. especially at night, when i find myself wearing yoga pants, a tank top, a sweatshirt, and a big pair of todd's socks to bed. and then i curl up in a ball under two comforters (neither of which are down alternative, thanks to overstock.com's inability to work towards efficiency). and the heat doesn't go on until 5am. and then, it's coming out of one of those old school radiators, sort of sounding like a mouse and spouting steam heat which only heats a 5 inch radius around the heater. which doesn't help if i'm 13 feet away. or even right next to it. maybe if our tripped-out landlord ever turned on the heat (literally) for more than 30 minutes a day, or had it on when it's cold out (as opposed to a few weeks ago when it was blasted at 2PM when outside it was 75 degrees and sunny as could be). and i called mr. landlord several times last year, as have our neighbors. but have we gotten anywhere? no. for all i know, he'll ask if i've been washing my hair in the radiator! ok. maybe not. but that's always the answer i get from him about any other issue. so for the next few months, i'm prepared to flaunt the greatest fall fashions of yesteryear: mismatched sweats, fuzzy blankets, and oh-so-blue fingers. oh, the joys of fall!