Anyway, though no one cares, Emma Kirkby is going to be performing Handel's Messiah on December 23rd, and I think that's really neat and I want to go.
In more widely appreciable news, there is still no hot water in the flat, and I'm going to try to do a tub using the kettle to kill the cold. Yay yippee.
Also, my uncle suggested that I invite my dad over for Thanksgiving, which seems ... fraught, especially since he's not allowed to stay in my house anymore. I'd talk about it with my brother if he were online, but he's not. Dang.
Off to the kettle ...