The Ides of March

In less than a week the following misfortunes have befallen our house: one roomate discovered she had brought lice home from her trip to Costa Rica, a pipe beneath the cement kitchen floor broke and flooded the kitchen and living room (there is now a jack-hammered hole in the kitchen and the carpet is pulled up in half the living room), a mysterious act of God fried the internet/cable/phone connection, and the dryer stopped blowing hot air. We are now on the repairmen's parade route.