cold, tired and just plain scared

ok, so i'm not cold, but tired and scared are prevalent feelings right now.

so monday night when i got home from work, i discovered my apartment was flooded. yeah. nothing quite like getting home at 12:35 a.m. when it's dry out to find yourself sloshing into your living room. fun. so i spent most of the night up waiting for the maintenance guy, then the carpet cleaner guy who had to come in and suck the carpet a little dry and set up some blowers. oh yeah, and i had to deal with irate and faux-sympathetic neighbors. yeah. so that bled into tuesday morning, where right when i was dozing off to the sound of the blowers, i heard a knock on the door. it was the maintenance guy. he said that the cause of my flooding was due to my upstairs neighbor's washing machine overflowing. which i'm all scully about. because it doesn't seem logical seeing as how there were no spots or anything on my ceiling or walls to indicate such. i spent much of the monday night/tuesday morning getting rid of things that had been damaged. which wasn't so much fun seeing as how a lot of them were old samples of my work that i have really no way of retrieving, like stuff i did when i worked at a university's media relations office and some of my high school newspaper stuff. and certificates from awards i've won. yeah. so i was kinda sad about that. ok, very sad.

i called in sick to work for tuesday because i really didn't think i'd be of any help in the proofing department because i'd had an hour of sleep and was slowly going insane from the natural disaster in my apartment.

now for the positive. the blowers were quite a distraction from the usual fucking caged birds next door that wake me up at 8:30 a.m. that was a nice change. and the only thing that kept me sane (besides actually being able to see gilmore girls at the right time) were the pixies cds joel burned for me. so for that, i'm going to make an entirely different post on why i heart joel. i'm sure i can come up with at least five reasons. seriously.