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Water, water everywhere

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Except running through my pipes, that is.

Shortly after 5 p.m. last night, the water to my end of the complex was cut off. I still don’t know the details, except that the guy who just moved in was washing his car immediately before it happened. I know New Guy isn’t responsible, but by the way he won’t stop hovering over the increasingly large hole across the street, I think he feels a little guilty anyway.

(As I type this, I’m watching the series premiere of the new Fox show Vanished. I hadn’t planned on it, but they started off by panning over Atlanta (the “vanished” is the wife of a Georgia senator), and I was all, awww, the Nations Bank building! So here I am with Vanished playing in the background, although it’s pretty obvious the show is shot in L.A. because y’all, the Biltmore doesn’t look like that and doesn’t have fancy script lettering on shiny glass doors. But I digress.)

I was in the middle of making dinner when it happened. One minute, I’m rinsing out my measuring cup, and the next, I have no water to wash a bowl. One of my hands was covered in oil from punching down my focaccia dough, but the other was clean enough to get to a stopping point. The dishes are still piled up in the sink (no water!) and the countertops are crumb-free but a little stained (no water!). Let us not even begin to speak of the toilets (NO WATER!).

(Okay, now I’m just confused. Some of these scenes in Vanished are obviously in Atlanta, but others I can’t place at all, even though they’ve got trademark buildings looming in the background. Are the buildings CGI’d in, or do I just not know my city? And why can’t I remember whether MLK intersects Pryor?)

Actually, the water came back sometime while I was at work (unshowered because… no water!), but I haven’t gotten a chance to clean up yet. All last night I kept expecting the electricity to go out too because that’s what’s supposed to happen when you don’t have water. I honestly didn’t realize how much I took water (running or piled up in tubs) for granted until I didn’t have it anymore.

(This show is kind of boring.)

Written by huda

August 21st, 2006 at 9:01 pm

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