so it's pissing out right now.
and it's going to be this way for the day.
then i get a message from my landlord.
"uh uh uh uh (he stutters, okay?) i have to go up on your roof because it's flooding in the basement"
which means it's flooding in my apartment.
the bastard is NOT happy.
i call him back and ask him if my luggage and my laptop are still dry. he says yes but not before telling me that he's cleaning up the mess and garbage can in the same sentence.
i have a flight to take tomorrow to go see my boy and i have to go buy a de-humidifier tonight to make sure i don't come home to little black fuzz all over my home. fuck!
could any hell be more real or now. i don't think so.
—the bastard
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