Water raped my studio in the rectum on Tuesday night. Sans KY.

In a twist only Stephen King himself would’ve been able to conjure up, one of my upstairs neighbors decided it would be a good idea to thaw out some meat with hot water in his kitchen sink while leaving the stopper in it…and then leave the apartment.

The results?

Basically, it rained on my entire fucking studio. Water came through the floorboards and basically made a bee-line through my ceiling and completely drenched my entire system, cords, monitors, speakers and worst of all – my external hard drives.

I had to gut the entirety of QN5 Manor, which had taken me literally months to set up. Anyone who’s built a recording studio before knows how much of a pain in the ass it is to get everything set up, wired efficiently and working together. It all had to be pulled out to avoid any further leaking and to remove the absolutely drenched floor rug underneath.

Thank god my niece was there when it happened…otherwise it woulda been even worse. Miller Lite provides us with comfort in times of panic.

Soaked Drives. Fuck.

My external hard drives are waterlogged. There’s literally big bubbles of water all inside of their cases. It’s pretty much safe to assume that I’m absolutely fucked if these drives don’t work anymore and there’s any corruption to the data on them. Considering water + electronics = evil (in the form of electric shock death or data death), you could say that I’m pretty much ready to jump off of a cliff. It’s more like QN5 = QNFried.

When you consider that literally everything I’ve created is on these drives – unfinished projects, songs, beats, lyrics, mixes, illustrations, albums, financial shit, etc etc – you’d understand my willingness to drink myself into a coma or lunge into freeway traffic with a blindfold on. Real talk – if I could list the contents of these drives in bullet form I would – but there isn’t a blog on earth that could hold that amount of text without imploding. I ALREADY had a ton of shit to get done this week as is, but this puts me COMPLETELY out of commission in multiple ways. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck Fuck. fuck….....fuck.

So, at the moment, I have a fan running at a stack of soggy external hard drives. My hope is that I can turn them on after the weekend to check if they still turn on and then check the data if they do. Granted, I’d have to do all this via the Mrs.’ laptop, cause I have no idea if my computer (R.I.P. Milo?) even works anymore. I just gotta wait it out and eventually rebuild the room.

Fucking hollerate.
Tone.

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