for the weekend, i went home, leaving friday and not getting back until sunday.  upon arriving at my apartment on sunday, laura brought it to my attention that, not only were the mats inside my bathroom all completely soaked, and not only was there an inch deep puddle of water sitting in my bathroom, but also that the carpet leading into my living room was completely soaked.  this was ten o’clock at night.  when i finally got ahold of the maintenance guy, i thought he’d come over immediately to get the carpet dried, so as to avoid replacing it all once it got moldy.  quite the contrary.  “i’ll be there tomorrow morning,” he said…with complete disinterest and apathy.  the water was dripping from the hose that runs from the toilet to the wall (not toilet water…fresh water, before entering the toilet).  i have to turn the water back on any time i want to flush it, so i put a hand towel underneath the dripping when i do this.  it’s fascinating to see how fast slowly dripping water can completely soak a hand towel.

i was going to tell you about how my alarm didn’t go off this morning, but that’s not interesting.  i will tell you that because of this i didn’t eat anything this morning, so now i am too hungry to concentrate on doing the homework that i couldn’t do last night because i was mopping my bathroom floor.  also, there’s no way i could possibly concentrate on homework, not just because i’m hungry, but because in my rush to get ready this morning i put my boxers on backwards.  i can’t turn them right now because that’s gross.

that is interesting.