Ew.... just...ew.

So, I woke up this morning and went to get a shower. I used the toilet, then flushed it. It started to overflow. I attempted to use our shitty, shitty plunger, but it doesn't actually work. So, I went and got Hilary and we went and got Tony. We woke him up, so he just sent us up to grab the better plunger at his house. We tried it, and after a bit Hilary suggested that we try flushing the toilet. That was a mistake, as shitty water flowed out of the toilet and all over the floor. We went back and brought Tony over, and after he went back to change into crappy clothes and shoes, he came back and unplugged the toilet. However, he didn't have a mop. Go Pitt-Bradford. For fuck's sake. So, Hilary got a mop from one of her friends who's also a RA. She also got a bucket, some Mr. Lemon, big trash bags, plastic bags to put on our feet, and gloves. I tried the mop, but it broke the very first time I tried to wring it out. So, we resorted to toilet paper to get the worst of the gross water and the biggest chunks. Then, I used the mop head to give the floor a scrub. Then, Hilary went and dumped the soiled water outside, I filled the bucket again, and mopped the floor again. Right now, it's drying. All of the things that were on the floor (like the trash can and Hilary's fish bowls) are in the shower, and they still kinda smell like ass.

And that was my morning.