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There was a fire in my house, three floors straight up from me - dunno what caused it, and if it spread at all. The end result is that we spent two hours sitting around the commonsblock, mostly because the sprinklers had flooded the stairwells and probably all of fifth (I'm on second). My room is okay, although the carpet outside (by the stairwell) has a huge wet patch, and I suspect the girl on fourth in this stack of rooms is probably royally screwed. As is the guy on fifth who started it, if only because we may all gang up and kill him after we sleep. Seriously, I was about to go to bed when the fire alarm went off at midnight; a couple people on my floor were in bed already.
Haaate. So much haaaate.
Haaate. So much haaaate.
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Re: Oh, memories.
Date: 2006-10-01 04:55 am (UTC)From:What really kills me, however, was that if I'd KNOWN it was ammonia before I left my room, I would have used my heavy-duty face mask gotten for use with dye vats. But no, I was too dumb to make the funny smell + alarm = chemical spill connection. ^_^;;;