I live in a basement flat and have a leaking roof. How is that fucking possible? There is no roof. That's the whole point. And the builder-man can't fix it til it stops raining - which is quasi-ironic or something. So my flat is now slowly filling up with water and by the time I get home from work tonight my cats will have probably drowned.
Still, it's all going very well with the subsidence.
Saturday, October 22, 2005
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3 comments:
Awww, man....sorry to hear that. What a bummer. Hope everything's okay....
The way my luck's going I'll have fucking Bird Flu by Wednesday
Ah, cheer up, things could be worse! At least you're not Paul Weller...
Mop up, pack up and move back to the West County. We still love ya!
Take care!
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