It's almost to be expected in an apartment where the ceiling falls on you as you shower that eventually the toilet would stop flushing as well.
Despite my rommate's and my best efforts to fix it, the toilet is actually in worse shape now than when it started. Not only can we hear water uselessly, constantly running, but our attempts to realign the flusher have made it impossible to close the tank.
We have managed to make the toilet work by dumping buckets of water into the bowl, which get rid of whatever is in there. I have taken to showering with the empty bucket, so it collects the water from the shower to use in our defunct john. The plumber is going to come today. This may be the end of my virtuous flirtation with greywater.
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