What's worse than living in a windowless room during the Maine winter? Living in a lightless, windowless room, of course. Tried to replace a lightbulb this morning and instead, pulled out the entire fixture. The building manager came by and although she called me sweetheart (it's not creepy when a nice lady says it), she couldn't fix the light for me. But she did call someone, and perhaps help will eventually come. In the meantime, with the heavy fixture, defective light bulbs still trapped inside, dangling precariously from two wires, I have been told not to walk under the light. But I can't really tell what I'm walking under and what I am not. It's so dark in here.
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