cruciatus

My brother needs to start paying attention to what he is doing. Earlier today he put some bread in the microwave to defrost it. We had to go somewhere so we just left the microwave running. He appearantly put it in for four hours instead of four minutes. When we got back he walked up to the microwave and opened it. Now my house smells like burned toast and there is a little black brick that vaguely resembles the bread it used to be fused to the microwave tray. Not burned on. Fused. I tried to remove it and chipped the glass. The microwave itself is stained black on the inside from the smoke. He owes me a new microwave tray. And he is going to be cleaning that thing for hours.

I would be upset but it is actually pretty funny. Now every time I enter the house now I have an unbearable craving for toast because of the smell.

Also, my roommate finally got a job. I do not have to cover all of the rent anymore.

As I am sure you can tell, I am having a very good day.
Strange, but good.