my weekend part deux

so friday i left for work in the morning. took my gf out to lunch (we're back together). came home before going to bartend. to find a toilet had overflowed in the bathroom. it went through the hallway. partially flooded my room. went into the living room. underneath the hardwood floors. and into my son's room completely. my landlord is a slumlord. i rented a rugdoctor. in my son's room alone. no exaggeration. i vacuumed 15 gallons of water. my room a galloon. put huge fans in both rooms. got as much up as i could. slumlord sent some slack jaw yokel to fix toilet. he replaced the innards. which he thought was the problem. i spent 40 dollars on rugdoctor. hoped for the best that that would be the end. and lost money from not bartending friday night. toilet worked just fine for the next day and a half. room mate called me this morning whilst i lay with a beautiful woman to tell me it had happened again. everything in my son's room now inhabits my living room. if it had flooded my room like it did my son's, i would have lost my musical equipment costing upwards of 5 thousand dollars. sentimental value much greater. rugdoctor again. slumlord supposedly has someone coming. saying it's my fault. it's not. i'll most certainly be going to court. not sure if i can even live here if mildew grows in my son's room. which it most likely will. stressed. missed modest mouse last night, had no desire to see them. missed explosions last week, had every desire to see them. my son leaves for chicago for the summer soon (the burbs actually) and gf leaves for east coast and europe. i get to enjoy work and hot weather. if you're still reading this i'll send you another six pack of coke. ugh