The ceiling in my kitchen is leaking. Given that the kitchen is on the middle floor, and it hasn't rained in days, I'm assuming it's from a pipe somewhere. There's a little bubble full of liquid that goes drip drip drip every few seconds. I put a bucket under it and called my landlady. Times like these I'm glad I rent instead of own. Still, it's going to suck if they have to rip up a section of the kitchen/living room to get to the problem.
Thursday, March 16, 2006
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- Name: Megan
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