I have some leaks. There is a leak around the bathtub upstairs somewhere that has compromised my kitchen ceiling. I have not been able to isolate it. I had another leak from the roof that seems OK but the damage has not yet been repaired. The other day, all of the transmission fluid leaked out of Jessie's car and I had to spend a lot of money to get it fixed. Today, we were trying to fix a section of the wall in the kitchen that I thought had been damaged by one of the known leaks, and I found that it was actually caused by another, very small and annoying supply line (pipe) leak. These leaks are not a lot of fun. They are quite a bit like a sticky valve on your horn, in the sense that they are something that you do not really understand why you have it, when you really don't want it at all, and when you try to change it, it is still there.
drip, drip, drip
We shall, in fact, overcome, but it is kind of leaky sometimes.
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We too are leaky -- especially in monsoon season, which seems abruptly to be coming to an end, right on schedule.
Of especial interest is the curious seepage in the master bedroom's bathroom. The false ceiling's got a big hole torn in it so you can see where unknown sources irrigate the concrete -- maintaining it in a permanent state of supurating moistness.
No one knows its provenance -- they say they've torn up the floors and walls upstairs, but to no avail as yet. We check hopefully every couple of days for dryness. If it doesn't dry out soon, they're going to rip up the entire floor upstairs and waterproof the whole goddam thing.
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