Terrible, terrible news
June 12, 2008 · Filed under: Personal.
I am very sad to inform you all that at approximately 2:25 pm in the afternoon yesterday, a tragedy occurred that shook the foundation of what is essentially my life (not counting this e-life I work so hard for).
My microwave died.
And really, it’s not the fact that my microwave died that’s the issue. After all, I could just get a new one, right? That’s what people do when things break, they buy new things to replace the broken things, right? Righ--NO. No, because my parents will not be getting a new one (not in the near future, anyway). You see, they’re working on a little house project that’s about uh, $4000 and counting? So I’m basically fucked. And sad.
I depend on this microwave, people. I need it. I don’t know how to cook, and I’m not just trying to be cute about that. Every time I try to cook a meal I burn things or put my family at risk (I am not kidding). My parents rarely cook dinner around here (and are gone the rest of the day) so I’m left to fend for myself. I don’t have money for fast food or take out and my little friend Nuke just decided to jump ship on me. So these coming weeks I’ll be living off of Corn Pops and Marshmallow Mateys. Fantastic. I give myself three weeks before I leap off the nearest bridge.
BTW: New CSS template.