one again I am the incitement for disaster around the house—a sewage problem cropped up in the basement just as I was settling in for a shower so now I get to huddle miserably and uselessly upstairs while Daria and Gravislizard run around frantically belowstairs trying to diagnose things
if I were any use at all, this wouldn't be a problem. I would be competent. instead I have to hope and pray that my family can contain this. it doesn't sound good