Well, I can certainly tell I’m back in Vancouver, ‘cause my luck has taken a turn for the worse again.

I have two other people staying in my apartment. I got a knock on my door last night from the caretaker of the building who said “hey, the guy below you has a water leak in his ceiling, so the plumbers are coming tomorrow.”

It’s now tomorrow, and they’ve been here for six hours.

They had to take my toilet out, dig around in the sewer pipe for about an hour and a half, then they left my toilet in the hall while they went to get lunch, came back, sucked god knows what out of the sewer pipe, and then attempted to install a new pipe piece (that doesn’t fit).

Did I mention I brought Annabelle up here yesterday? Do you know how bad I feel about keeping her locked in the bedroom so she doesn’t sprint out of the apartment/fall down the sewer pipe (a valid fear—we had a cat that crawled under a fireplace once)? I hope the obscenely large sewer vac thing they brought in here didn’t scar her for life.

What joy. Welcome back, eh?

Today’s song: Worried About Ray by The Hoosiers