Just before Christmas, our toaster started playing up. It wouldn’t consistently keep the toast down, and when it did, it wouldn’t necessarily cook as expected.
At least not for me. For Rish it was working fine. He could could his toast, and make fun of me while he was doing it. So, he cooked my toast before Christmas.
This morning, however, I had trouble dragging myself out of bed to head into the gym while Rish learns more ninja skills (I not have a sore throat, I keep telling myself. because that’s not happening in 2009)… but once I did, I had a craving for Vegemite and cheese on toast.
Notice something odd there? That’s right, it’s not toasted. Just bread. *sulks* It seems the toaster hates me again.
I’ll win in the end though. When it winds up in the bin and I replace it with something shiny and new. mwahhahaa.
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