Can't Take Dat Heat

It has been freezing cold in my room for the past two weeks or so. And I love it. I don't know why, but I need the cold. It's gotta be very cold for me to sleep well, so that I can bundle up in my comforter. At home it is always a war, for several reasons. For one, I am always warmer than everyone else. That stands on its own. But the other problem is that I spend most of my time upstairs, while my dad (he is always complaining about being cold) spends all his time downstairs. For whatever reason, the upstairs is noticeably warmer than the downstairs - and my room is the hottest by far. He spends most of his time in the kitchen, cooking and watching T.V. When he isn't cooking, he's sitting in a computer chair in the kitchen watching T.V. Is it too much to ask that he goes upstairs to his comfortable bed where it is warmer to watch T.V.?! Is it too much to ask that he put on a long sleeve shirt and some pants? Once I'm naked, I can't take any more layers off!! No, instead he turns the heat up. If it is any higher than 74 degrees, I cannot survive (again, it is hotter upstairs). I need it at about 71 to be bearable, and 65 would be ideal. Especially at night - I can't stand having to sleep in my underwear with the fan on high because 1) I can't bundle up in my comforter, it's way too hot for that and 2) I can't sleep with that stupid fan on. I can sleep at school with the AC on high because it's loud, but it makes one constant hum. My fan at home on the other hand makes random non-rythmic quiet subtle clicking noises. So I have to sleep with the covers off and the fan off. That just ain't gonna work.