when i returned home, i cleaned. i shouldn't have, i know. but i can't be stuck at home when home is messy. it makes my head spin. so, i cleaned. then, i made oven fries. because, dear reader, i've lost 6 pounds since last week. and we all know i don't need to be losing any pounds. my pants are hanging off of me and people are noticing. so, i need to force the food past the swollen tonsils - as best as i can at least.
while making said oven fries, i set off the smoke detector in my loft. the piercing sound comes from a vessel that's mounted about 15 feet up, which doesn't allow for sick me to do anything about the loud buzzing. so, i just had to "live with it" until the smoke cleared.
now, i'm watching crappy daytime television. i'd rather be at work.
did i just say that?