so the furnace in my bedroom in chicago is broken. its been serviced 3 times (dirty). first, it won't turn off. then it wont' turn on. then it makes my bedroom feel like a humid day in mexico in july. but its most recent dilapidation is my favorite. my furnace is drowning kittens.
every five minutes it makes this strange pissing noise that sounds like it is slowly torturing a brood of kittens. every five minutes. all night long. that means no sleep. all night. no sleep. i think its the taliban attacking my bedroom. i dreamt about killing osama bin laden on a bicycle. stop doing this to me furnace!!
oh well, i'll deal with it in six weeks...here i come edina!
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