aristophanes

So my landlord seems to have given me the wrong key to the front door of the house. This means every time I leave the house, I have to wait around on the stoop until someone else happens to come in or out and run through the door while they have it open.
Combined with the slightly terrible cold (it's not unbearable outside because I'm moving around, but inside the flat it's pretty awful) it's having the result that I'm sleeping a lot, since I'm just sort of trapped in the house and bed is the only warm spot. So much for being more social! But if we can ever get this stupid key problem figured out... maybe things will improve because I'll be able to move around freely then.

In the meantime, I think I do have a UK phone now. Maybe people will call me.