{"id":1901,"date":"2004-04-30T08:19:26","date_gmt":"2004-04-30T08:19:26","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/fubsy.net\/blog2\/?p=1901"},"modified":"2004-04-30T08:19:26","modified_gmt":"2004-04-30T08:19:26","slug":"ice_ice_baby","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/fubsy.net\/blog\/ice_ice_baby\/","title":{"rendered":"ice, ice, baby"},"content":{"rendered":"
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just when i thought i could say my life was boring, things start to happen! they’re not very exciting things, but they’re things nonetheless.
\nit started when i arrived home from work last night. thursday being a school night, i’m always in a rush because i have exactly an hour to cook dinner, eat dinner, clean up from dinner and do whatever it is that needs doing before i leave for class. as i reached into the freezer to pull out my school night staple, boca burgers, i noticed that things were a little melty. seeing as my fridge\/freezer has a history of being flaky, especially when the weather warms up, i didn’t think too much about it. i just turned up the cold dial a little and went about making my grub.
\nthat’s when the noise started. have you ever had trouble starting your car on a cold, cold winter morning? if so, you know the sound my fridge was making. the motor (did you know there was a motor in your fridge?) would make that trying-to-turn-over noise and then stop dead. every ninety seconds.
\ni think that’s when i started to panic a little.
\n“ohmygod! my fridge is broken! my freezer’s full of melting food! i can’t deal with this! i have to go to school! ugh! meghan’s not home! dad’s not home! where am i going to put this melting food?!”
\ncalling the landlord didn’t help very much, either. he didn’t have any replacement refridgerators on hand and he didn’t think he could get one through the door (he had to remove doors to replace the last unit upstairs). he did say he’d come right over and bring a cooler or two to put my fridge stuff in, if i could find a home for my frozen food. that was nice of him, i thought.
\nso, i packed up my freezeables, left my father a frantic message that basically said “i hope you don’t mind but i’m barging in and taking over your freezer with my food because my fridge quit and i have to go to school and meghan’s not home yet and i don’t know what else to do i hope you don’t hate me love you bye bye.” and headed out.
\nthen i very nearly fell asleep in class.
\nwhen i got home, i expected to find a couple coolers on my kitchen floor with my stuff packed in ice. instead, i find the biggest, whitest, fanciest refridgerator i’ve ever seen in place of my old unit. it’s beautiful! it has glass shelves that slide<\/i> and huge door compartments. and the freezer… ohmygod. it has a shelf! i could fit two turkeys or a very small child in it! it’s the sexiest fridge ever. it’s so big, i need to go buy more food to fill it up.
\nthe only problem is that my microwave, which resides atop it, is now well above my head. i’m either going to have to invest in a small stool, a tall boyfriend or live with the possibility of disfiguring facial scars from spilling hot food every time i nuke something.
\nalthough, the whole instant gratification from the landlords has got me a little miffed. i was working up to a right nasty foul opinion because of their recent dumbassedness. now they’ve gone and done something so great just to ruin my bad opinion of them. da noive!<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

just when i thought i could say my life was boring, things start to happen! they’re not very exciting things, but they’re things nonetheless. it started when i arrived home from work last night. thursday being a school night, i’m always in a rush because i have exactly an hour to cook dinner, eat dinner, …<\/span> Read More →<\/span><\/a><\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[3],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-1901","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-photos"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/fubsy.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1901","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/fubsy.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/fubsy.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/fubsy.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/fubsy.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=1901"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/fubsy.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1901\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/fubsy.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=1901"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/fubsy.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=1901"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/fubsy.net\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=1901"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}