Posted by jcharles on Thu, 12/01/2005 - 9:41am.
I feel your pain, Som. My house is currently being cleaned of a massive and incredibly disgusting mold infestation. Is that the right word for mold? Mold visitation? Colonisation? Anyway, I've been living out of a motel since Tuesday. I went home last night to get tea supplies and more clothes, and my house looks like that scene at the end of E.T. that freaked me out when I was a child. Except that you can't breathe inside because the air is so bad. I did check to make sure that my stuff is covered against mold damage under my renter's insurance. But still. If my books, Chinese paintings, and - most importantly - my teddy bear turn up black and green and pink, I will be even more miserable than I currently am from stress and strep throat and antibiotics.

In the meantime, I finally got my laptop to work with the free Internet here. I shall be anti-lurking with a vengeance.

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