12.27.00
I find myself more than a little disturbed by the amount of water dripping out of the ceiling directly above my sofa.
Having lived upstairs, I am perfectly aware that the thing most directly above my sofa is a toilet. Yes, toilet water is dripping through the ceiling into buckets on the sofa.
I would be less alarmed if the upstairs neighbors were actually home to ameliorate the situation, or if my landlord were not in Florida, and could scamper his pudgy little ass over here to do something about the drippage.
Instead, I will hope that when I get home tonight that I still have a dry-ish sofa.
