Jan 23, 2007 12:03
My basement is 80% flooded, my toilet's fucked. This equals anger and fury.
I woke up, late, to step directly in about 2 inches of ice cold water from my toilet tank. Then I had to wander around (in the water) quickly getting clothes (luckily my pants weren't completely soaked), getting some stuff out of the water, and juryrigging the toilet so it wouldn't keep refilling and draining as it had been doing. Then I got changed extra-fast, and ran out the door so I wouldn't be late to class. Luckily I don't have carpets, well one, but it wasn't soaked. And yeah. That's been my morning so far, plus a class. I'm 2 hours in and already it feels like a really long day....One more class, then hanging out with Amber (since I don't really want to hang out at home), then probably either I'll go home and prepare to live upstairs for a little while, or I'll come to Clearihue again so I can do my homework for tomorrow...-_-" Though I think I'm going to go home and make a thorough check of things that could get destroyed by water before heading out, I was in a bit of a rush and I don't want things getting destroyed. Another 2 hours won't make much difference since my place had been flooding since about 8 this morning...And I don't even know why it started, I just heard some weird sound, but didn't care enough to get up, when I did, then there was the water, and the horribly cracked toilet tank that was leaking water at an alarming pace, yet still re-filling.
Fuck I hate Tuesdays now.