one of those days.

Its been raining here forever. Forever.

I wake up this morning with a kind person suggesting that I leave my apartment as the rising water(already pushing 5 feet in the basement) is pouring in from the stream a 1/4 mile away jumping bank. We are not talking leaking foundation. We are talking water coming through the door and then down the basement stairs.

Now thats enough by itself. But why stop right? Toss in a gas leak.

I love Mondays.

So, I return to my third world boat house after a day at work, looking forward to no potable water, and what do I find?

receding water and

THREE BOXES FULL OF CIGARS. The ups man left my blind test, and the usps nutter left the pif from acharpe and the box split from that 1 day deal...

all in all, not a bad day.

Thanks everyone for all the support. it means a great deal to me.

Good news. lights and gas are back on. the pool/basement has been drained finally and finals are over in two days. life is good for sure.

And all in time for me to move to my new place.