The Rose's Grove

I woke up this morning at 4:45 to a strange sound. It sounded like... running water. Rather a lot of it, actually. After determining that yes, I really was awake and I really did hear that obnoxious sound, my thought process went something like this:

Step 1: What the hell is someone doing taking a shower this early in the morning?
Step 2: Wait, the shower isn't that loud from my room. And there are only three of us (including me) home this weekend. Also, I'm the only one who has to be anywhere today, so why would anyone else be up?
Step 3: *Last, desperate attempt at not-having-to-get-up-to-investigate* Is it, perhaps, raining very hard? So hard, perhaps, that it's... somehow making loud noises inside the house?

Whereupon, with much grumbling and "no, no, please no, don't be anything bad" sorts of commentary, I pulled on my robe and went to investigate. And immediately outside my door landed my foot in a good inch of standing water.

"No, no, no... bad, bad, very very bad..."

I'll spare you the direct quotes from here out. Long story short( The story )

For some weird reason, I don't have a "ohmigod this is a fucking disaster and I'm so pissed off and exhausted" icon. Note to self - make icon to that effect as soon as am not completely flat on my butt tired and avoiding another go with the shop-vac.

Neighbors have decided today would be a good day to do construction of some kind in the area between our houses. This means I've got "thump... thump.... thump-thump..." going on against the wall that adjoins my desk. Wonder if I'll get any writing done this morning?

Very busy day yesterday, hanging out with tonsai for the first time in almost a year (yay for catching up with old friends!!!), then an early dinner with pauldf at the Irish Emigrant (damn their beef stew is good), followed by watching The Fellowship of the Ring, which I haven't seen in way too long, and general hanging-out and having fun. When I got home, maymargaret and miss_arel were deep in a game of Trivial Pursuit, so of course I had to join in and 'help.' Which seemed to mostly consist of me proving that my US geography completely sucks ass (FYI, the Carolinas are the southern-ish states, not the Dakotas...), and learning that nekokoban can do a fairly impressive impression of Kermit the Frog. Which, when she's saying "Kermit the frog here, reporting from the Battle of Pelennor Fields..." is insanely hilarious and disturbing. (We use cards from Lord of the Rings Trivial Pursuit to replace the sports cards. None of us know a thing about sports. XD)

Not a heck of a lot else to say. Still trying to figure my way through a bunch of story ideas that consist of "boy, it'd be fun to write about ___. Now, how the hell can I find something like that that'll work and hasn't been done to death?" On the note of writing, oszras, I have an admission to make. I'm still trying to write Dukhat and Delenn on the Day of the Dead, but I'm having some... problems. Let me illustrate:

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Dealing with our landlord makes me ill.