At 2am I got way too hungry and used up the last of my first quart of milk on a very large bowl of oatmeal with another peach diced into it. Then I realized that I needed more milk, and went for the new quart.
I opened the second quart... I punctured the cream at the top... And found ice. Half the fucking milk froze.
David tumbled out the bedroom door to figure out why I was shrieking in rage, only to nearly roll around laughing at what he found. I was standing at the sink, shaking a huge chunk of ice within a glass bottle. Eventually he had the good sense to retire to the bedroom. I tossed the bottle in the sink to melt down the drain.
The kind of milk this was didn't freeze well and was going a little sour anyways, or else I would have used it. Lesson learned: get a quart at a time.
Eventually I did go to bed, when it wasn't too fucking hot to sleep.
By the way, what was that I said about not going out as much? I didn't hear. Because it got up to 92F today and I fled to the mall, with all its food. And got fries. They were delicious and completely worth it.
So was the iced chai at the bookstore downstairs, when I didn't want to go back out into the heat until I absolutely had to.
By then most of the stores were closed so I ended up picking up my milk and some notebooks at Target. I'm still full from the fries or else I'd wait to post this.
Goddamn this heat making me so lethargic and lazy.
I opened the second quart... I punctured the cream at the top... And found ice. Half the fucking milk froze.
David tumbled out the bedroom door to figure out why I was shrieking in rage, only to nearly roll around laughing at what he found. I was standing at the sink, shaking a huge chunk of ice within a glass bottle. Eventually he had the good sense to retire to the bedroom. I tossed the bottle in the sink to melt down the drain.
The kind of milk this was didn't freeze well and was going a little sour anyways, or else I would have used it. Lesson learned: get a quart at a time.
Eventually I did go to bed, when it wasn't too fucking hot to sleep.
By the way, what was that I said about not going out as much? I didn't hear. Because it got up to 92F today and I fled to the mall, with all its food. And got fries. They were delicious and completely worth it.
So was the iced chai at the bookstore downstairs, when I didn't want to go back out into the heat until I absolutely had to.
By then most of the stores were closed so I ended up picking up my milk and some notebooks at Target. I'm still full from the fries or else I'd wait to post this.
Goddamn this heat making me so lethargic and lazy.
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