Sunday, October 18

Um.

Regular readers (seeing as how I'm pretty sure I know all of you, and rather well. Hi Mom!) know that "Hey, Katia broke a glass!" is not news. However, the fact that I introduced stressors into the life of the glass, eventually leading it down a dark spiral of fear, disappointment, depression, and eventually suicide, is news. I made the glass break itself. I Hannibal Lectored it.



Apparently, taking a glass still hot from the dishwasher, then pouring fridge-cold water into it will lead to hi-jinks and a kitchen floor covered in water. DBF just shook his head and made fun of me the rest of the night.

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