I had NO hang of this Thursday...

Oi.
My toilet exploded!!!!

(okay I shouldn't have flushed that banana peel...)

I'm sorry, I have weird habits from years and years of living in unusual and small quarters.
I do not generate a lot of trash, of which I am proud...however this means far fewer trips
down the stairs with my sack-O-refuse. Fruit tends to gather fruit flies near instantly
in these parts.

I haven't always had a dispose-all, and often fall back on old habits...
I know, huge waste of water.
9_9
Oh the water....

The water the water the water....
There is not a towel in this flat, kitchen bath or otherwise.
I had to use them all to soak up the flood.

Ran to D.T.'s apartment before I had to work, wet towels in trash bags
and washed them and left them spinning in his drier.

It occurs to me only now, having gotten off a very long
verrry late shift, that will start all over again in just a few hours?

I have not towel ONE for a shower in the morning.

Maybe I could just shake off and blow dry myself?

*sigh*