Oh, I'm drinking....
Man, one hell of a day. I'm going through messages, and doing some tests for another project while poking around on the Behance site that a friend keeps telling me I need to post projects on.... then all the sudden I hear this oddball noise in the kitchen... like flowing water. I figure the kitten's gotten into something or knocked something over, but no - she's busy getting into trouble on my desk. WTF? I go check and find gallons of water rushing out from behind the washer. Gah!
So I'm cleaning up from the great flood and messaging my girlfriend and damn, what a mess. The maintenance guy for our building doesn't live in the building, and he hasn't yet arrived for work but he says he's on it and will come right over. I finish cleaning up and wring out the towels.
An hour goes by, still no maintenance guy. Then I hear that sound again, and a new, greater flood with twice the water comes rushing in. What a mess times two. Takes longer to clean up of course, and bigger pain in the ass. Another hour goes by and, you guessed it, it happens again - this time had to be between 5 and 10 gallons. Fortunately I'd already pulled a lot of stuff up off the floor after the first two, but still a big wet mess. Still no word from the maintenance guy, so shouting is directed at building management who does seem to genuinely care. He tells me he's going to call the maintenance man to find out his ETA, and then start calling neighbors to figure out where the gushing is coming from. Fortunately he was able to figure it out, and then the maintenance guy finally got in. By the time everything was sorted and cleaned up, it was around 2. Blargh!
So, yeah, rack 'em up.
In other news, I've got everything I need to start on a few more batches of limoncello for next year's burn. I'll get that going in the morning