If you're not sure what you're looking at, I'll enlighten you. It's one of the many problems Guinan has been having lately. Limping around the dorm, (because that's how my joints roll, yo.) I counted something along the lines of seven busted lights, two (or three, depending on the day and mood) doors that don't work, a courtyard fountain that spouted like a three story gyser yesterday (wish I was kidding; I have it on film!) and a water heater that just turned back on this evening.
First of all: our maintance crew kicks it old school. You people rock! Way to stay on the ball!
Secondly: before you all go commenting, "But Megan, aren't you a ResCouncil officer?", yeah yeah yeah I KNOW. I'm on it, people. I've already scheduled Father Pilsner to come in tomorrow to exercise the demon, or whatever.
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You write very well.
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