My moustache tastes like cinnamon
Oct. 9th, 2005 10:10 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
I was awakened at 6am this morning by a hideous hissing noise that pretty quickly identified itself as having to do with plumbing. I stumbled out of bed and out of my room to find water pouring on the floor by the furnace, seemingly coming out of the furnace ductwork. I brilliantly concluded that there was a leak somewhere. I stumbled to the shut-off valve at the side of the basement, found the lug wrench sitting nearby, and used the wrench to hammer the valve shut.
It's Sunday, so we won't be able to get it fixed until tomorrow. Thus I find myself living in one of those disaster novels where you find out all the things you need running water for. For example, I couldn't make myself a pot of coffee, so I went to ETG to buy a luxury latte. The cinnamon rolls looked delicious, so I got one of those, too. Now my moustache is sticky from the roll, and I have no way to wash. (Well, except for the neighbor's place, which I've just taken advantage of, so now my moustache tastes like soap.)
The water came down between two different piles of boxed books that we're storing for two different friends. There was no damage, thank goodness, because we have the boxes on cinder blocks. However, I have now located the leaky pipe, and I've realized that I'll probably have to move a whole bunch of friend-stuff before the plumber replaces it. Fuck. It runs through my bedroom, too, right over two bookcases. Oh, the vanity of worldly goods!
It's Sunday, so we won't be able to get it fixed until tomorrow. Thus I find myself living in one of those disaster novels where you find out all the things you need running water for. For example, I couldn't make myself a pot of coffee, so I went to ETG to buy a luxury latte. The cinnamon rolls looked delicious, so I got one of those, too. Now my moustache is sticky from the roll, and I have no way to wash. (Well, except for the neighbor's place, which I've just taken advantage of, so now my moustache tastes like soap.)
The water came down between two different piles of boxed books that we're storing for two different friends. There was no damage, thank goodness, because we have the boxes on cinder blocks. However, I have now located the leaky pipe, and I've realized that I'll probably have to move a whole bunch of friend-stuff before the plumber replaces it. Fuck. It runs through my bedroom, too, right over two bookcases. Oh, the vanity of worldly goods!
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Date: 2005-10-10 01:33 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2005-10-10 07:21 am (UTC)The boiler seems to be out problem, rather than the water supply. But I could do with a shower now.
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Date: 2005-10-10 02:34 pm (UTC)