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Dec. 19th, 2009 11:14 amDisclaimer: I like my roommate.
Right now I am listening through the closed door as two metalheads attempt to operate my kitchen, and I wish each and every one of you was here with me. One of them is revealing his arcane knowledge that hot water is the best way to clean a pan, and the other is frightened of the mechanism you have to use to light the stove. They're both pretty sure there should be seasonings involved, but I think they're intimidated by my spice rack. (Intimidated in a sort of stoic, black-metal way, I guess.)
In a few minutes, I'll either be enjoying an omelette, or explaining all of this to a fire marshall. Keep your fingers crossed.
Right now I am listening through the closed door as two metalheads attempt to operate my kitchen, and I wish each and every one of you was here with me. One of them is revealing his arcane knowledge that hot water is the best way to clean a pan, and the other is frightened of the mechanism you have to use to light the stove. They're both pretty sure there should be seasonings involved, but I think they're intimidated by my spice rack. (Intimidated in a sort of stoic, black-metal way, I guess.)
In a few minutes, I'll either be enjoying an omelette, or explaining all of this to a fire marshall. Keep your fingers crossed.