Or was.

( I came home to find this. )

Once again, God smote my apartment's plumbing on Rosh Hashanah. Well, this year it's the day after, but the upshot is the same.

Last year, it was the water heater eating itself and flooding half the apartmentThis year, it's the sewer pipes backing up into the shower and toilet. Again. This happened a few months ago and a quick rooter into the ( Read more... )

There are four sure-fire ways for me to get a headache, and this evening all four conspired against me ( Read more... )

I give up on Rosh Hashanah. I'm over it. I have yet to have a decent one, whether or not I go to services. It snuck up on me this year, what with all the Prague planning and stuff.

I managed to take the day off work, but that turned out not to matter. I never would have made it in anyway.
( water, water everywhere… )