I knew it! The fucking dishwasher pissed all over the floor in the middle of the night last night. Oh, I am so mad. Fed up is more like it. The dishwasher is broken, the showerhead in my shower is broken, the drains are slow. And I can't get the damn landlord to do ANYTHING. FUCK!

*DEEP BREATH*

Arwen (my Bengal cat) got up on the bed and pushed a wet paw on my arm and let out a very loud "MEOOOOW" in my face, around 8 this morning (unfortunately, my one morning to really sleep in). When she wouldn't let up I got up and tiredly crept into my robe and shuffled into the kitchen. I was putting my glasses on, as I am blind without some sort of aid, when I stepped into a soapy puddle. I looked at Arwen who was still standing in the hall and she gave me a very distinct "I tried to tell you kind of look." Things seem to be under control now.

More later... I seem to require coffee this morning... Ehhh...