I tried making a pizza this afternoon. Well, I did. It was delicious.
Why do I need a smoke alarm in my kitchen. I live in a studio apartment. I can see and smell the goddamn fire.
I suppose if I was passed out unconscious or wasn't home, and there was a spontaneous combustion... the neighbors would need to know what's up.
For now, it's my "you have a dirty oven" alarm.
*Okay, I get "building ordainances" and safety. It's just friggen annoying.
Sunday, August 2, 2009
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