You know that saying 'Everything that could go wrong will!' yeah that crazy Murphy! Well today seems to be my lucky day. At the moment I'm a little tickled that this hasn't sent me over the edge and I'm still in fairly good spirits.

I got home (to Queens from Manhattan via a train and a mile hike that I take voluntarily) to find out that I had no house keys. So I promply walked the mile back ,hopped on the train and went back to the office. Repeat the whole thing again, get home, walk into the lobby of the building and encounter 6 inches of water. @$##%$67i$%#%@$#!@$&%*^!

There is a massive water main break and the crew in the building has been trying for 20 minutes to put it out. It seems to be coming from my line so I have a mild heartattack. I stand there baffled, the water is gushing like it does when there is a break on the street. It's massive. No elevators. Eventually I walk up. All 23 flights. It actually was a lot better than I anticipated. I'm sure I wont feel the same tomorrow morning. I'm freaked out at this point that there is water in my apartment somehow. There isn't. The cat is dry, so is the apartment.

Phew. I make the customary trip to the loo and voila, no water! Doh...of course. OK there was enough for one flush. I just fixed some quick dinner and I'm giving it till 10:00 for the water to come back on before I bail on my apartment and look for a strategic place to stay tonite. Go stay with my dad, too far, pain in the ass, but I'll get treated like a princess, stay with my brother, but will have to take the bus in the morning or Jig and Bhavesh and get in the city with Bhavesh tomorrow morning or stay with Aman and take the same route I do everday. Either ways it means hauling all my shit to get ready for one day to someone's house. Grrrr...and believe it or not I'm still in good spirits.

Why you ask? Well because I know there is yet a 3rd thing that is to go wrong still. Waiting and counting. Stay tuned.

Update 1: 10:19 pm (just as I was about to pack up)

The water is back. It looks like shit colored and smells like it too. I ran it for 20 minutes but turned it off because I felt guilty for wasting so much water. Still crappy looking.

The cat jumped up (for god knows what) in the bathroom and knocked a huge ceramic dish down. Shattered all over the floor. Does that count as Snafu # 3?