Last week I blew up my roommate's iron. Pulled the plug from the wall using the cord (just like dad always told me not to). There was a brief explosion, and the next thing I know, the cord is in my hand, the plug is still in the outlet. Oopsies. Sorry Jana.
And today I washed my sheets. Such a wonderful thing. The yummy smell of Downy when you exhaustedly doze off to sleep. Too bad I forgot I hadn't thrown them in the dryer when I got home tonight. No rest for the weary. At least not for 45 more minutes.
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okay, eww on the fish from the previous post. bad choice iron chef. but mostly, i wanted to tell you that it's okay to buy 6 boxes of cereal. jen once told me i collect cereal (seriously, i only had like 4 or 5 boxes at the time). i fully support it. plus, when it's on sale...
miss you, even though i just talked to you.
oh yeah, and i also LOVE sleeping in clean sheets. if only i could find someone to remember to wash them for me.
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