| | I'm gonna be honest...I'm pretty much burned out on this xanga business.
I just don't seem to have time anymore....perhaps it's because I'm too busy doing really really ridiculously dumb things...
It all began yesterday afternoon with a simple snack.
My mother had sent me a package and in it she had included popcorn.
One of the popcorn packages was curiously small...indeed...it was "snack sized."
Not thinking anything of it...I put it in the microwave and pressed my convenient "popcorn button."
Popcorn button had yet to fail me...so I had little reason to suppose this time would be any different.
After starting the microwave, I went into our bathroom, shut the door, and began blowdrying my hair.
After several minutes I noticed a curious smell and decided to check on my popcorn.
Much to my horror, my room was filling with smoke.
I quickly got the burning popcorn out of the microwave and disposed of it down the trash chute.
But it was too late, my room REEKED of burning...
Indeed my whole hall reeked.
For the remainder of the afternoon I heard exclamations of horror each
time a new girl got off the elevator, and smelled the hall on which we live.
Moral of the story: apparantly smaller bags of popcorn require less time to pop.
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