this morning as i was eating my breakfast, i heard dripping. i thought it was the tap. then there was a more urgent rushing of water & i looked over into my living room (aka the other half of the small square room that is my living space) & there was dripping coming from the ceiling! i put some bowls underneath it, it wasn't coming down TOO heavily & it eased off within the next 10 minutes. the "water" was coming from a bubble in the paint up there. you know the kind. or at least, i do; i've lived in enough crumbling holes to recognize a liquid-paint bubble when i see it. anyway, all is well--there are a couple of much smaller bubbles that don't look like they'll burst & i told my super & everything. but the "water" is yellow & therefore is possibly not "water" at all. i think i will find out when i return to my apartment & am more objective in labelling the smell. i hope it's not what i think it might be. if it is, no matter how much i clean them, i don't think i'll ever look at those bowls in the same way again.