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*sighs* Guy just came to fix my window restrictor. Because apparently having been in this room for two years and not having jumped out, not to mention the fact that I'm twenty-one in October means I still have no right to open my window more than a few inches. I don't give a shit about health and safety; I would willingly sign any forms they want me to stating neither me nor anyone I know will sue the goddamn university if I'm dumb enough to fall out my own window but no, we have to be barred in like bloody children. Let me just go check if our head of college has a restrictor on her office, oh look, no she hasn't. Even though she has the IQ of a six year old, I guess she can be trusted. And you know, we don't actually *have* fire escapes and only one door out to the stairs; if there's a fire on the stairs or down that end of the hall where it's more likely to be because that's where the *kitchen* is then we're all screwed because we can't even open our windows wide enough to jump out. GEE, THANKS.

I begged the guy not to put it on because it worked for S but no such luck. I think I looked so just "Oh for god's sake" that he left it open another inch or so for me, which means I can actually get a breeze through it unlike the kitchen ones but I'm still furious.

However. Having watched him put them on? I now know exactly what it is and how it works and what one would need to do to get rid of it.

Next time my room gets really hot and I'm desperate? Mr Window Restrictor may be having a close encounter with a screwdriver.

edit: Why is everything annoying me more lately? Is it leftover stress or lack of sleep or simply that a lot of annoying things are happening at once? Argh.

*turns up the soothing music and goes to get a cup of tea*

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notw to self: stp being useles.

another note to self: take the apple out your hand before trying to type.

I've developed a new trick with my door. Since the builders 'fixed' it, unless I make sure to push it hard it doesn't close behind me. Usually I realise it's not shut when I'm already across the room sitting on the computer chair and either have to (a) go back across the room to push it shut or (b) ignore it until a breeze or such inevitably shuts it with a bang when I'm not expecting it and makes me fall off my chair with surprise. HOWEVER. Without moving from the computer chair, hurling a slipper across the room at it pushes it shut just fine.

We are pleased with our ingeniusnous (don't tell I spelt that wrong, I know, am too lazy to check it), yeses we are.

Except now I have one cold foot.

Dammit.

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OMGSOMEONEONLUSERNETHASTHETOPGEARWINTEROLYMPICSOMGSQUEE.

*downloads like crazy*