So I was all crabby because the toilet overflowed this evening and spilled two toilet's worth of (thankfully, clear) water allllllllll over the bathroom floor and I had to throw down my recently laundered bath towels and sop it all up.
But then my downstairs neighbor knocked on the door to investigate, and then we got to talking and he thanked me for taking care of Remi last weekend and brought me a gift: a liter of ice-cold Grey Goose pear vodka that he wanted to pass along, since you know, he doesn't drink and all, and he works as a caterer and sometimes gets free booze at work and would I want it?
Toilet overflowing = free booze. Yeah, I can get behind that.
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