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[rm]

So I'm lying in bed this morning, trying to wake up. Patty is sound asleep (it's not that I'm a morning person, it's that I'm a conquer the world on as little sleep as possible person -- I was like that as a kid, and when my Baz Luhrmann obsession kicked in a few years ago, I did a whole summer of only sleeping four hours a night, and my body clock never entirely recovered once I realized I was crazy).

I hear a sound. A little tick tick tick.

Is there a cat in the bedroom?

Is it a mouse?

I lean over the side of the bed to look around.

Nothing.

I twist back onto the bed, and lo, there is water dripping on my foot.

I look up.

There's a great giant plaster bubble in the middle of our ceiling staring at me like the maw of hell.

"Patty, get up, get dressed now, there's a leak."

Which then turned into several hours of rusty water, frantic phone calls, a casserole dish and a scissors, radiator repair on the empty apartment above us, emotional freakout and an episode of hypochondria (all me, Patty is pretty sane) and the sudden emergence of a very nice property manager who arranged for all the damage from this leak and the last to be repaired on Monday.

I'm tired, Patty's headed back to Ohio, and I've done no holiday shopping.

How the bloody hell are you?

Comments

[tsarina.livejournal.com]

I have a vague memory of you talking about a flood, but I can't remember the context now. Hrm. But yeah, things like that as a kid are the scariest things ever. I feel this way about spiders because of the tarantulas at my great-grandmother's.

[rm.livejournal.com]

Radiator pipes froze in my parents apartment when I was about 5 or 6. The building management, like idiots, applied blow torches to them to thaw them, and they burst and sent boiling water about a foot deep over the entire apartment and ruined all of my mother's paintings (that she had done -- not bought) and they had to axe open a bunch of our furniture to try to get the contents out.

[tsarina.livejournal.com]

I remember now! It's weird, I couldn't remember what started it but I had a weird mental image of the apartment full of water.