tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6939599465392319454.post7287270708514440450..comments2023-05-13T08:47:45.027-04:00Comments on Now where'd I put my drink?: Living alone will be the death of me....literallycountry roadshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09783347506375221190noreply@blogger.comBlogger6125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6939599465392319454.post-30761140760715089822007-09-24T16:52:00.000-04:002007-09-24T16:52:00.000-04:00Aww man that would have been a great newspaper hea...Aww man that would have been a great newspaper headline, “Flaming pizza burns down dork’s apartment Friday night”…<BR/><BR/>I'm glad to hear it didn't happen though, honestly...then how would you blog?<BR/><BR/>MsPMsFreshBananaPuddinhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05890007816284521647noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6939599465392319454.post-39227512997896748012007-09-24T16:47:00.000-04:002007-09-24T16:47:00.000-04:00You should get an over like mine, which you can se...You should get an over like mine, which you can set for a certain amount of time (it then shuts itself off).<BR/><BR/>Also, your glasses have probably been in your shirt pocket this entire time. =+)Ha Ha Soundhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09545196323391055102noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6939599465392319454.post-6826664891537902812007-09-24T14:16:00.000-04:002007-09-24T14:16:00.000-04:00I nearly lost my studio in the first month I lived...I nearly lost my studio in the first month I lived there when a candle in a tin can burned out of control. <BR/><BR/>I contained the fire after running around and wildly flapping my arms for two minutes.DrunkBrunchhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09107645461052308612noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6939599465392319454.post-88520178255198873002007-09-24T13:44:00.000-04:002007-09-24T13:44:00.000-04:00Ah, been there. I came home drunk one night last y...Ah, been there. I came home drunk one night last year (go figure) and threw in two french bread pizzas in the toaster oven. Instead of pressing toast, I turn it to 350 and go to check my email. Which turns into passing out on my bead and waking up to 2600 sq ft of smokiness and two black bricks.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6939599465392319454.post-68712737335619058532007-09-24T12:57:00.000-04:002007-09-24T12:57:00.000-04:00oddly, my new oven doesn't have a timer. It must ...oddly, my new oven doesn't have a timer. It must be the ultra-generic brand. I usually use the timer on my phone, but I figured, in all my genius, that I would stay awake...ha! Guess next time, I'll set the alarm.country roadshttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09783347506375221190noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6939599465392319454.post-68273092709349157142007-09-24T12:52:00.000-04:002007-09-24T12:52:00.000-04:00Country, do you have one of those timer thingies? ...Country, do you have one of those timer thingies? That helps. Or you could donate your meteor to science. Or open your own Shrinky Dink factory.JDizzlehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16495984208466474849noreply@blogger.com