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The furnace repair man has come and gone. Apparently, a critical wire had come loose inside our furnace, and that was the cause of the entire problem. "Don't ask me how it came loose," he said. No charge, fortunately, since I have an annual service contract with the company.

Eric is in the toasty warm waterbed, fast asleep. When the house gets a bit warmer (so that I don't freeze in taking off my clothes) I'll be joining him.

Eric and I just returned from a fun, but tiring, weekend at Philcon only to walk into an ice-cold house.

We didn't leave the furnace off, no sirree. Nor did I forget to pay the energy bill. No, our furnace has stopped working. The pilot lights (we have gas heat) are on, the electricity is on, but the furnace just blows cold air. Service has been called.

I will eventually write about Philcon, but it's too cold for much typing right now (it's in the 40s in here). Naturally, we're exhausted from the con, and I have work tomorrow. Arrgh.