I'm pretty sure I wrote about the smelly puddle in my room and the pipes making really weird sounds a few weeks ago. My RD came to look at it and was going to get maintenance to come and take a look, but after a few days of a very smelly room and scary sounds from the pipes behind my desk, it randomly went away.
I drove back to school this morning from a weekend at home and was met by the sight of an extremely expanded version of my friendly, smelly puddle. It was very taunting. I could almost hear it say, 'Welcome back Amy. Mwa ha. Now you have to deal with me." I had no idea how long it had been like that, or if my RAs knew, or if my roommate even knew. But, she did, and I found out that maintenance was on their way over.
So, they came, they fixed it, they left. Apparently the...air vent?...was leaking. Something was leaking. And thankfully it will do so no longer. Unfortunately I will need to remember to not go near my desk in socks for the next day or so. Dumb puddle.
My weekend at home was good. It was very unproductive and hermit-like. But it was a nice break from small town suffocation. However, since I did not do much work this weekend, that is what I am going to do now.
Probably. We'll see how long the essay-writing lasts for tonight.
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