and that is not a euphemism.
This fact does explain why I have been having an extra real lot of trouble breathing lately. When I went to investigate the plunking noise, and I looked up, there was an all-too-familiar patch of yuck on the ceiling. This yuck makes my lungs shut down entirely. Suddenly how sick I’ve been lately makes more sense.
So now I have to get the landlord in here. Which means I have to clean my room. This is not my ideal birthday weekend plan, combating mold and suchlike.
Ah well.
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